Breasts Haven t Been Invented
Ralph held one of Meredith's hands; the midwife held the other. She was sweaty all over from the exertion of 21 hours of labor, and her face was slack with exhaustion. The labor had gone on for so long Ralph wasn't sure how much more he could take, and knew it was worse for her. But it was nearly over. As Ralph watched, Meredith's face screwed up in pain and she grunted as her next contraction began. The baby's head was crowning. "OK, Meredith, one more big push ... now!" A head...