As we lay on the couch, and I was splayed across my man’s lap, he started making his dick jump through his pants. I looked up into his eyes and bit my bottom lip. Something told me not to try to be grown tonight, but my hormones had gotten the best of me. One thing led to another, and I was on my toes, bouncing up and down on Rowdy. Just as I felt myself at my peak, a gush of water came down, and I instantly got a sharp pain in my stomach. I screamed out in agony, and Rowdy instantly went into panic mode.
“Baby, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt you,” he panicked.
“No, baby, I think my water just broke. I’m feeling the contractions.”
“Shit, Moni, what should I do?” he asked as he nervously paced in front of me.
“Help me take a really quick shower, then grab me and the baby’s hospital bag.”
Rowdy tried to convince me not to take a shower and to just go to the hospital. I had just finished fucking, and my water had broke, leaving me feeling sticky. I didn’t want to hear shit he was saying. Once I hemmed him up by the collar of his shirt, he got the picture. He helped me shower, then get dressed, and we were on our way to the hospital.
I called my OBGYN and advised her that my water had broke. She coached me through breathing all the way until I checked into the hospital, and then she arrived shortly after me. Rowdy suited up and came back into the room, looking like a doctor with his gloves, hat, and scrubs on.
I was so scared to be in labor, but I was even more scared of this baby not belonging to my fiancé. I was going to trust him to be a man of his word and stand on all the things he told me he would do. When my doctor checked me, I was eight centimeters dilated and was told that I would have to push once I made it to ten centimeters. Rowdy rubbed my head and spoke positive affirmations over me. We held hands and prayed together as we prepared to bring a baby into this world. Once I made it to ten centimeters, it was time for me to start pushing.
After an hour of pushing, I finally heard the most beautiful cry ever. I looked over at Rowdy, who was holding the baby with tears in his eyes, and I instantly started crying. All I could think was that when he said he would be okay if the baby wasn’t his, he’d lied. Thinking the worst and not wanting him to leave us, I cried like a baby. The doctor told Rowdy to put the baby on my chest so we could do skin-to-skin, and he reluctantly laid him on my chest. Tears blurred my vision, but when I wiped my eyes and looked at my son, he was the spitting image of his father.
“Thank you so much, Moni! Thank you so fuckin’ much! He’s perfect!” Rowdy cried.
Cadence had Rowdy’s whole face. It looked like he had made him himself. He was already the color of milk chocolate, and I knew that he would be the same complexion as his daddy. I could look at my fiancé and tell exactly how proud he was to have a son. His own son. I thanked God a million times for my healthy baby and for my family being complete.
Once they put me into recovery, my room was immediately filled with family, flowers, and balloons.
They allowed us to visit with Cadence for only a few minutes before they took him to the nursery. They told me they had to monitor him overnight and he would be brought back to me early in the morning. The look on Rowdy’s father’s face was priceless. He looked at his grandson with so much pride. My baby looked just like those two, and I was so happy that everyone had a second chance to do right.
Ciara spent the night with me while Rowdy went home to get the house together for the baby and put up everything that we had gotten at the shower. Once everyone was gone, Ciara wasted no time.
“Bitch, I was so scared your whole pregnancy! When I saw that baby, and he looked just like Rowdy, I breathed a sigh of relief. Whew!” Ciara joked.
“Me too, Best! I was so scared that my man was gon’ leave me if he wasn’t his. I prayed about this every night. We’re still having someone come tomorrow to do the DNA test, just be certain, but there’s no doubt in my mind. He has every feature of his dad and granddad. It’s almost scary. My luck is finally looking up, and I’m all for it.”
We talked a little longer, then we both fell asleep. Today was a long ass day. When we woke up the next morning, the obstetrician was bringing my baby into the room. I sat up in mybed as she rolled his bed into the room and placed him beside me.
“Hi, my name is Journei, and I will be taking care of you and baby until you are discharged tomorrow. Not to overstep, but you look so familiar. Would you happen to own a salon?” Journei said.
“Yes, I do.” I smiled, assuming she was a customer.
“I frequent your salon. It’s nice to see you, and congrats on your handsome little guy.”
Once she left the room, Ciara instantly went in on the girl about how fake she seemed. I didn’t pay it any attention; I was just happy to see my little bitty baby. Rowdy must have had a radar on us because as soon as the obstetrician left, he walked into the room.
“He just got here. How did you know they would bring him at this time?” I greeted Rowdy.
“Because that’s Daddy’s man. I know everything about my son. I made sure to wake up early to be one of the first faces he saw this morning.”
Rowdy greeted Ciara, and then they agreed to switch out. Ciara was heading home to get some rest and Rowdy was taking over for her. Ciara held Cadence for a second, then she headed home. I laughed to myself at how pregnant she was and wanted to ignore it. Her hips were spreading, and her face was pale. It would only be so long that she could hide it. I was living proof.
We spent the day admiring our baby boy and spending time together. I was getting the hang of breastfeeding, and Rowdy was so helpful and motivating. He was going to make sure his son ate. The lab people came around 4:00 pm to do the DNA test, and neither of us was nervous or concerned about it. We both knew the answer already.
The next day, it was time for me to be discharged, and Rowdy kept telling me he had a surprise for me. He was so excitedabout it that I had no choice but to be just as excited. Journei took damn near an hour to bring my discharge papers, and I was beginning to get frustrated. I was ready to get out of this hospital and into my bed. I couldn’t wait to get my son home and shower him with love.
Journei told Rowdy that he had to bring the car around the front in order for us to leave. Before she could officially discharge us, she had to check out the baby’s car seat and make sure we knew how to strap him in properly. It was hospital procedure, as stated in the discharge paperwork.
Journei rode the elevator with my baby and me. The whole elevator ride, she had her phone out, texting. Once we made it to the lobby and outside, Rowdy was standing out front, but I didn’t see his car anywhere. Rowdy had his phone out recording me, and I was confused as to why. Journei stood beside me, looking for the car as well and trying to figure out what my fiancé was up to.
“You did such an amazing job bringing my son into the world that it was only right that I bought you something off your vision board. Enjoy your push gift, baby. You deserve that and more.” He held out a set of keys.
I grabbed them from his hand and examined them. It was my regular house keys with a Jeep key on the ring as well. Once I scanned the parking lot, I saw a baby doll pink Jeep Wrangler with a bow on it. I screamed and jumped up and down as I power-walked to my new car. Rowdy carried the baby and the car seat as Journei followed him. I examined my car and fell in love. As they strapped the baby into the car, I got into the passenger seat of my new Jeep. My man had me on such a high that nothing could bring me down.
