My Tattooed Angel
Nathan
Back on tour again, what can I say, it's a lifestyle. I'm home alone with Zacky, I wish Brian was here though. I'm due this week, and I want him to be there every step of the way. Zacky will have to do. Currently, the only outfit I fit into is a dress. It sucks, I hate dresses. Oh well, at least it's not pink. Suddenly I feel wet...shit...my water just broke.
"Zacky..." I say walking down the hall way.
"Whoa, you OK?" Zacky asks putting his guitar magazine down.
"I think I'm going into labor." I say.
"Shit...what do I do?" Zacky asks.
"A hospital would be nice." I say.
"Where I'm I going to find a hospital, I don't even know where we are." Zacky says.
"I don't care what it takes, get me there now." I say.
"Ok." Zacky says standing up.
As walk to the van aching from the pain of a contraction, Zacky does nothing. Man I wish Brian was here, even though he's be freaking out. Zacky drives and tries to find a hospital, no luck.
"Zacky...pull over." I say.
"Um...why?" Zacky asks.
"This baby's coming NOW." I say.
"No, I'm getting you to a hospital." Zacky says.
"Zachary Baker, you pull over right now." I say.
"Ok...calm down, I'm pulling over." Zacky says.
"Now what do I do?" Zacky asks.
"You could help me out here." I say.
"Right." Zacky says climbing over to the back seat.
I roll my eyes, and get myself situated.
"What do you see?" I ask.
"Well, I see you in a way I haven't seen in a really long time." Zacky says.
"Zacky!" I say.
"Sorry...I think I see a head." Zacky says.
Does anyone else sense the awkwardness? My ex-boyfriend from high school, who I lost my virginity too, and who still has a small crush on me, is delivering my baby...this is interesting.
After half an hour of pushing, screaming, and panicking (Most of the panicking from Zacky) the baby comes out. I catch my breath as Zacky wraps it up in a towel. The baby's crying, thats a good sign. Zacky calls 911 and gets an ambulance sent for me.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" I ask.
"I'm not sure." Zacky says.
"What do you mean, you not sure?" I ask.
"I think it's a boy." Zacky says.
"What I'm I suppose to tell Brian? Say hello to our what I think is a boy?" I ask.
"It's boy." Zacky says.
"Ok, thank you." I say.
"Here, you should hold him." Zacky says.
"Thanks." I say taking my band new baby boy from his arms.
An ambulance comes and takes both me and the baby to the hospital. Ironicly, the hospital was just around the corner. They bring me into a hospital room and take the baby downstairs. After five minutes of staring into space Brian walks into the room.
"Hey." Brian says.
"Brian..." I say.
"Where's...?" Brian asks.
"Down stairs getting a check up." I say.
"How are you feeling?" Brian asks.
"Tired, but happy." I say.
"Me too." Brian says sitting on the bed next to me.
I nurse walks in carrying a bundle of blue. I smile as she hands him to me. Brian looks down at him speechless.
"It's a boy." I say.
"I figured that...unless they ran out of pink blankets." Brian says.
"It took Zacky a couple minutes to figure out the gender, it clicked with you." I say.
"It's a god given gift." Brian says.
"That you can tell the gender of babies?" I laugh.
"Why not." Brian says.
"Well, you did good. He's a gorgeous healthy little boy." I say.
"Glad you approve of my work." Brian says.
"Yeah." I laugh.
"Wanna hold him?" I ask.
"Sure." Brian says.
"What are we gonna name the little fellow anyways?" Brian asks as I place the baby in his arms.
"I was thinking Nathan." I say.
"Alright, Nathan Haner it is...I like it." Brian says.
"Me too." I say.
"Zacky..." I say walking down the hall way.
"Whoa, you OK?" Zacky asks putting his guitar magazine down.
"I think I'm going into labor." I say.
"Shit...what do I do?" Zacky asks.
"A hospital would be nice." I say.
"Where I'm I going to find a hospital, I don't even know where we are." Zacky says.
"I don't care what it takes, get me there now." I say.
"Ok." Zacky says standing up.
As walk to the van aching from the pain of a contraction, Zacky does nothing. Man I wish Brian was here, even though he's be freaking out. Zacky drives and tries to find a hospital, no luck.
"Zacky...pull over." I say.
"Um...why?" Zacky asks.
"This baby's coming NOW." I say.
"No, I'm getting you to a hospital." Zacky says.
"Zachary Baker, you pull over right now." I say.
"Ok...calm down, I'm pulling over." Zacky says.
"Now what do I do?" Zacky asks.
"You could help me out here." I say.
"Right." Zacky says climbing over to the back seat.
I roll my eyes, and get myself situated.
"What do you see?" I ask.
"Well, I see you in a way I haven't seen in a really long time." Zacky says.
"Zacky!" I say.
"Sorry...I think I see a head." Zacky says.
Does anyone else sense the awkwardness? My ex-boyfriend from high school, who I lost my virginity too, and who still has a small crush on me, is delivering my baby...this is interesting.
After half an hour of pushing, screaming, and panicking (Most of the panicking from Zacky) the baby comes out. I catch my breath as Zacky wraps it up in a towel. The baby's crying, thats a good sign. Zacky calls 911 and gets an ambulance sent for me.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" I ask.
"I'm not sure." Zacky says.
"What do you mean, you not sure?" I ask.
"I think it's a boy." Zacky says.
"What I'm I suppose to tell Brian? Say hello to our what I think is a boy?" I ask.
"It's boy." Zacky says.
"Ok, thank you." I say.
"Here, you should hold him." Zacky says.
"Thanks." I say taking my band new baby boy from his arms.
An ambulance comes and takes both me and the baby to the hospital. Ironicly, the hospital was just around the corner. They bring me into a hospital room and take the baby downstairs. After five minutes of staring into space Brian walks into the room.
"Hey." Brian says.
"Brian..." I say.
"Where's...?" Brian asks.
"Down stairs getting a check up." I say.
"How are you feeling?" Brian asks.
"Tired, but happy." I say.
"Me too." Brian says sitting on the bed next to me.
I nurse walks in carrying a bundle of blue. I smile as she hands him to me. Brian looks down at him speechless.
"It's a boy." I say.
"I figured that...unless they ran out of pink blankets." Brian says.
"It took Zacky a couple minutes to figure out the gender, it clicked with you." I say.
"It's a god given gift." Brian says.
"That you can tell the gender of babies?" I laugh.
"Why not." Brian says.
"Well, you did good. He's a gorgeous healthy little boy." I say.
"Glad you approve of my work." Brian says.
"Yeah." I laugh.
"Wanna hold him?" I ask.
"Sure." Brian says.
"What are we gonna name the little fellow anyways?" Brian asks as I place the baby in his arms.
"I was thinking Nathan." I say.
"Alright, Nathan Haner it is...I like it." Brian says.
"Me too." I say.