Nathan was excited to become a big brother but Amber had to admit, she was nervous about giving birth. Seeing her wife do it was one thing but Amber had never had good intuition. She really hoped that her body would know just how to deliver their baby. 

In addition to Amber doing yoga and meditation throughout her entire pregnancy, the couple had an amazing friend who would was also a midwife. Cassie would meet them at the house when the time came and help deliver their child. 

While Nathan was of course excited about his new sister, baseball was the only thing on his mind this morning. “Mumma! We’re gonna be late! Where’s Mom?” 

Kathryn was Mumma and Amber was Mom. The women were both undeniably obsessed with their son. They were damn good mothers which was why Amber was dragging her heavily pregnant butt to the baseball field on a hot late summer morning.

“Mom’s right here sweetie,” Amber says, one hand on the railing of the stairs, the other supporting her back. Her heavily pregnant belly was huge and rounded, looking like it had dropped a little since the beginning of the week. “Mmhhh hhooo I’m ready. Let’s get to the field before your sister kicks me in the bladder again.” Amber smirks, listening to Nathan giggle and grab his baseball glove. “Oof I feel like a beached whale babe.” She lets out a sigh, looking at her pair of athletic black leggings and a tight white t-shirt that had Nathan’s school name on it. 

“You look gorgeous darling.” Kathryn said, greeting her wife at the bottom of the stairs and wrapping her arms around Amber’s lower back, pulling her in for a kiss. “Positively glowing.” 

As Kathryn moved her hands around her wife’s rounded torso, they paused at the underside of Amber’s bump, which seemed a lot lower and heavier. “Our little girl has dropped a bit more hasn’t she? You’re carrying a lot lower today darling.” 

Kathryn remembered all too well what it was like at this stage in pregnancy; everything felt so tight and heavy and effortful. Even breathing was hard work. She felt bad that Amber was heavily pregnant during the height of summer, when she was carrying Nathan it was winter time when she was at her heaviest. She couldn’t imagine dealing with this heat alongside the extra weight her poor wife was carrying. But she had to admit, Amber looked incredible when pregnant. The way her cheeks filled and face softened, the glow behind her eyes as she carried new life. Kathryn fell more and more in love with her wife every day. 

“Are you sure you’re okay to come today? I know Nathan wants you there but still, if you need to relax at home I can manage today solo.” Kathryn asked discreetly, so their six year old didn’t hear. Too busy practicing his catching in the living room to notice the quiet conversation of his parents. 

Amber lets out the softest moan as she kissed her wife’s lips, feeling Kathryn’s hand on her lower back. “Mmmmh I’ll be okay, love,” she says, looking at the clock and realizing they have a few minutes before they have to hit the road. “He’s so excited for us both to come, I can tough it out with little Miss.” She caressed her large low bump, feeling their girl rolling and kicking. Poor girl’s running out of room, Amber thought to herself. 

“Before we leave, do you mind lifting this low girl up for a couple minutes? My back is really aching today.” Amber ties her hair up into a ponytail, knowing she’ll be hot today. She then turns her back to her wife, excited to get a couple minutes of relief. The two had seen the trend on social media and from the second Kathryn lifted her belly, Amber loved it. She only wished they’d known about it when Kathryn was pregnant. 

“I can’t believe she’s almost here,” Amber sighs as Kathryn begins lifting her belly up gently from behind. “Mmhhhh ooohhh, I promise you can have the next baby and I’ll do this.” Amber says cheekily, loving to tease her wife. While Amber would fill the whole house with kids, Kathryn was more career centered and practical, she was thinking two would be enough. 

Both women were incredible mothers, Kathryn just wanted to see how they meshed as a family of four before they thought about adding more children.

Chuckling, Kathryn kissed the pulse point on Amber’s neck while her hands kept that upwards pull to lift the heavy swell of her wife’s bump. “You’ve not even had this little one and you’re already trying to get me to carry the next.” 

The pair rocked gently side to side, allowing Amber to really feel the benefit of this position, to be able to move her hips without the weight of their daughter pulling her down. 

“Yknow, if you’re so keen on having a whole football team of kids, perhaps you should be the one to pop them out. Besides, I’ve rather enjoying having a pregnant wife waddling around the house.” Kathryn smirks, playfully nibbling Amber’s earlobe. 

Amber grinned and kissed Kathryn back. “Mmmh we’ll see how this birth goes.” She wasn’t nervous per se, they had an incredible midwife set up and Amber knew her wife wouldn’t leave her side. “I do love being pregnant though.” Amber rubs her hands over where her wife’s holding. “I could be persuaded to have another. . .” 

Their moment was fast interrupted by Nathan skidding out of the living room and to the front door. “Mumma, Mom, it’s not time for cuddles… it’s time for baseball!” He swung his kid-sized bat in a practicing move and although the wooden bat was smaller for a child’s grip, there was still risk of injury. 

“Hey, hey, hey! Easy there buddy. No swinging that inside, you know the rules. You could hurt someone.” Kathryn gently scolded, releasing her hold on Amber’s bump abruptly to quickly grab Nathan’s bat and prevent it from colliding against any furniture, or Amber’s belly. “You have to be careful sweetie, your Mom is growing your baby sister remember. So we need to be gentle around Mom okay?” 

The young boy nodded sheepishly, saying a rehearsed ‘sorry’. The look of remorse lasted two seconds before he was running to the door and unlocking the latch. When he learnt how to do that, Kathryn didn’t know. They needed eyes and ears in the backs of their heads with one kid these days, lord knows how they were going to cope with two. 

“We better go before Nathan takes my keys and drives himself to the field.” Kathryn says with a warm smile. Her eyes dance over her wife’s expression, checking she was okay after the sudden abrupt end to the brief moment of respite from carrying their daughter. 

Amber felt the baby drop at the sudden loss of Kate’s hands but recovered quickly. “Mmhhh, yeah let’s going gorgeous.” Amber gave her another quick kiss before they were heading out of the door. 

Amber couldn’t believe how cute their son looked in his baseball uniform. He’d always been interested in sports, having a real liking to baseball as well as football. Dear Lord, let’s hope he doesn’t like football as much in the fall, Amber thought to herself. The idea of watching their son being tackled was not something she’d like very much. 

Amber grins as Kathryn gets their son buckled in, starting to heave herself into the passenger seat. “Mmhhhh. . .” She lets out a soft moan, feeling a pain that radiates from her spine outwards. It makes her pause only for a moment, the cramping moving around her heavy belly. 

“Your daughter’s getting ready in there, these Braxton Hicks are killing me.” Amber smirks as they get into the SUV. She’d been having them randomly for the past couple of days and knew it was nothing to be concerned about. 

Always the prepared one, Kathryn had already installed the car seat in the back, right next to their son’s booster seat. Amber couldn’t believe how well she lucked out, to find a woman that balanced her so perfectly.

As Kathryn sat into the driver's seat she took a moment to appreciate the effort of her wife, heaving herself into the car when heavily pregnant, her bump so round and low. “Not long to go now sweetheart. The final stretch.” Kathryn said with a smile, her hand reaching over to affectionately caress the dome of Amber’s bump. 

Nathan spent the journey singing to his latest favourite song, one he had learned on a kids television show. One they had heard a thousand times over. It wasn’t far to the baseball field, about 20 minutes from their house. The sun was strong in the sky, not a cloud in sight, and Kathryn turned the A/C up in the car and adjusted the vents so they were pointed towards her gravid partner. She noticed how Amber couldn’t seem to get comfortable in her seat, even with her legs wide apart around her belly there wasn’t much other room for manoeuvring. 

When they got to the field a lot of parents had already arrived. Kathryn was forced to park further away than was really practical in Amber’s condition, stuck on the very end of a long row of late family sized vehicles. “Sorry love, I can drop you closer to the field if you like and then park?” 

The pressure in Amber's lower belly only heightened as they parked. “No worries love. I’ll be parked on the couch all night, a walk will do me good.” She smirked, caressing her bump and trying to calm down the restless life inside. 

“Let’s go!” Nathan said excitedly from the back. He knows the rule, he can’t jump out of the car unless an adult is with him. He listened, but was practically writhing in his seat to get out. 

Amber takes a deep breath before unbuckling herself, using what felt like the last of her energy to heave herself out of the SUV. “Come on bud,” she opened the door for their son who’s unbuckled himself, “I know you’re gonna do great today, just remember to have fun!” Amber leaned down and kissed his forehead, almost unable to stand back up. She felt a cramp starting in her back but it quickly moved around to her belly. It’s the most intense one she’s felt so far. “Mmhhhhhh. . .” Her hand grips her knee, thankful that Kathryn is still on the other side of the SUV. 

Luckily Nathan is too excited about his first game to notice Mom’s slight distress. Amber stood straight and took a few steps towards them, a smile on her face. “Mumma! Coach says that I have such a good swing, I can’t wait to get up to bat!” He said, practically dragging his mothers to the field. 

Amber was definitely moving slower but she kept a smile on her face for their boy. She just didn’t know how much longer she could keep it going if their daughter continued to sink lower and lower into her hips.

Nathan outstretched his arms either side, each hand holding onto one of his parents, eagerly walking ahead of both women in his excitement to see his school friends and play baseball. Kathryn was laddered with all the bags; a backpack, Nathan’s sports kit, his bat and balls and gloves, sunglasses on her head and her Stanley cup. Despite being a mother of a young boy, Kathryn still managed to look effortless and chic, never quite letting her professional appearance slip. Her wide legged linen trousers softly moved in the faint breeze, a thin lightweight blouse tucked into her trousers, the silhouette covering any lingering evidence from her pregnancy six years ago.  

Looking at her wife she didn’t fail to spot the grimaces and heavy breathing as they walked the long stretch from their parked car to the bleachers. Biting her tongue she gave her wife a look that asked Are you doing okay? Amber’s returning grin assured her that her wife was just heavily, heavily pregnant.

Their son let go of their hands the moment he saw the rest of his team. He practically jumped up and down in excitement as he took his bat and gloves from Kathryn, eager to get into the excitement happening on the sidelines of the field. 

“Break a leg sweetheart.” Kathryn said kissing his forehead, incorrectly using the good luck sentiment used for performing artists as opposed to sportsmen and earning an eye roll from her American partner. 

Kathryn looked towards the stand, rows and rows of parents already seated with their other children or grandparents, bags of snacks with the mums, and a rumbling of social catch ups adding to the noise of the day. “Oh no…. Sorry we didn’t get here any earlier, don’t think there’s many seats left. Wait— there’s space at the top over in the left corner.” She said to her wife, gesturing in the vague direction. “Want a hand getting up there my darling?”  

Amber had barely made it to the stands without needing a rest, now she saw that she had to trek up rows and rows of steps. “Mmhh yeah, I don’t think I’ll make it without one.” Amber gave a tight grin and took her wife’s hand, thumb caressing the back of it. She couldn’t help but remember holding this very hand when Kathryn was laboring with Nathan. It had been a long labor, filled with painful contractions and pushing that seemed to go on forever. This labor better be a quick one, she manifests. 

Amber was more than excited to see their son during his first baseball game, though she was a little irked being this pregnant in hot weather. All she could do was suck it up and slowly maneuver up the steps with her wife’s help. She was a little nervous with all the bags, snacks and little ones sitting along the aisle of the steps. Normally she’d have no problem seeing below her, but their little girl wasn’t quite so little anymore. Her belly seemed to stick out further and further these days. Thankfully their daughter had dropped so Amber could breathe a tad better. 

The pair finally makes it to their seats when Amber realized she was sweating a bit. Her breath came out in soft pants, another cramp in her belly starting. The pain seemed to stem from her back and slowly work its way around. “Mmhh Nathan’s lucky I love him.” She teased, giving her big belly a rub as she settled in next to Kathryn. 

“I’ll take a water whenever you get a second honey.” Amber said, hoping maybe that would cool her body off and possibly stop these cramps. Freakin’ Braxton hicks are killing me, she thought to herself. Amber didn’t want to worry Kathryn with them though, she knew they had some time before their baby girl came. 

Kathryn’s heart ached at seeing the furrow in Amber’s expression as she tried to get comfortable on the metal bench, the way she shifted and parted her legs to accommodate the full swell of her bump. She grabbed a bottle of water from their backpack, handing it to Amber and then moved her hand to support her wife’s back. “I’m sure Nathan’s really appreciative of you coming today.” Kathryn mused, looking down at the young kiddo’s in their pre-match discussions while her hand moved habitually up and down her wife’s spine. 

The braxton hicks had been a frequent occurrence in their household, there wasn’t a day that went by where Amber wasn’t humming through a rogue tightness as her womb practiced for the main event. Kathryn remembered it all too well, panicking that it was labour the first time she experienced it with Nathan. But they were more experienced parents now, they’d done this before, so they knew to expect a good number of weeks of cramps, shifting of pressure, losing the mucus plug etc before their daughter would be joining them. 

Still, it was a humid, scorching day and her wife was heavy with child and sitting on a metal bench in the bright sunshine. Kathryn moved her hands to press into the lower part of Amber’s back between her hips, where she knew she’d been feeling the most discomfort with the baby having dropped into her pelvis. 

“I know you said you’re fine, but let me know if you need to move around or get some shade or something. Okay sweetie?” Kathryn said quietly in her wife’s ear as she rubbed her back. 

Amber couldn’t help but smile at her sweet wife. Since they’d been together, they had this way of knowing what the other needed. Kathryn’s hands massaged the exact spot where Amber was aching, showing that she’d been pregnant before. “Thank you, love.” Amber leans and kisses her wife’s cheek softly. 

The heat in Amber's eyes lingered as she thought about the night before. The pair had gotten their son to bed early and had some much needed alone time. Amber had lost count of how many times they made each other come using their mouths, hands and toys. Amber wasn’t sure if it was because of her pregnancy or what but she’d had to take a shower to clean up after, that’s how wet she was. 

Her womb felt heavy as they turned their attention to the field, the game beginning. The parents had a clear view of Nathan in the dugout, impatiently waiting for his turn at bat. “He’s so cute waiting, looks like he’s g-gonna… crawl out of his skin.” Amber struggled through the sentence, another pain in her swollen belly. “Mmhhh… I’m okay.” She said, though she wasn’t sure if she was telling Kathryn or herself. 

Kathryn had filled Amber in on as much of her pregnancy as she could, explaining everything she was feeling and where she felt it. However, it was of course different to have those experiences yourself. Amber wasn’t sure if she was feeling just run of the mill Braxton Hicks or if something more was happening. First babies almost never come early, Amber reasoned in her head, making a note to look at her watch to discreetly start timing the pains. 

Nathan is waiting for two kids to bat before it’s his turn. “You’re in charge of photos love,” Amber said as she eyed the bleachers below, “My luck, I’d lean too far over and go tumbling.”

“You know I’d never let that happen.” Kathryn snaked her arm around Amber’s waist and squeezed gently but affectionately. “I’d never let you that far out of reach.” 

She noticed how much tension Amber was carrying in her back but chalked it up to having to perch on a metal bench with no back rest, with her womb falling heavy between her thighs it was no wonder her wife’s back was tense to keep her upright. 

The heat from the sun meant they couldn’t have too much body contact without causing either of them to overheat, so after the gentle squeeze around the waist Kathryn moved her hand back to rub across Amber’s lower back once more. The cotton t-shirt stretched over her wife’s torso had dampened slightly with sweat. “I wish I’d thought to bring out handheld fans with us today. I didn’t expect it to be this warm.” 

Nathan was soon approaching his turn to bat, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet in both excitement and nervousness and preparation. Kathryn immediately got her phone out from the pocket of her linen trousers, hands abandoning her wife’s back in order to sit up straighter and take all the photos of her son’s moment in the limelight. “Go on darling.” Kathryn muttered under her breath as she zoomed in on her perfect little guy in his jersey and helmet. 

Amber's excitement for their son distracted her from the contraction building up. . . almost. “You’ve got this buddy!” Amber calls, her hand reached out to grip her wife’s knee. It seemed like she grabbed it from the nerves of watching Nathan, but it was really from the heavy tightening in her womb. 

“Mmhhhh mhmhhhhh. . . Hhhooo… Mmhh.” Amber let out the softest moan, thankful that Kathryn was the only one that could hear. “I’m okay,” Amber reassured both her wife as well as herself. “Just practice contractions. . .” 

Nathan took his place at home plate, holding his bat exactly how Mom taught him. Amber had played softball and was able to help their son learn how to hold it properly, how to swing it for the best results. Amber couldn’t help but giggle as she thought of Kathryn just last week trying to help Nathan. With Amber's belly getting so big, she knew she couldn’t move fast enough if Nathan lost control of the bat. Mumma had tried her best to take over practices in the backyard. 

The pregnant mother gripped her belly, slowly running her fingertips along the side of it. “C-calm down in there. . . It’s your brother’s time to shine.” Amber mumbled to her swollen belly.

Kathryn had just smiled when she felt her wife grab her knee, both of them nervous for their son’s first proper game, and she was completely unaware of the true reason for the squeeze. The British mother was entirely focused on the scene through the screen of her phone, Nathan’s pulling his bat back in preparation. She knew nothing really of baseball but had learnt a little in recent weeks when Amber could no longer practice with him. But if Kathryn was being honest, she still had no clue, beyond having to hit the ball with the bat and then run like hell around the pitch. 

Nathan missed the first throw and both mothers hissed through their teeth in disappointment. “Stay calm sweetie, you can do this.” Kathryn whispered, the words of encouragement no doubt being picked up on the video she was recording. 

She was so focused on their son and his game she didn’t notice the shifting of her wife beside her, or register the soft humming that was coming from Amber’s throat. Nathan missed the second throw as well and she heard Amber curse beside her. It was Kathryn’s sentiments exactly. They’d practiced so much and Nathan was so excited, she wanted him to do well. She didn’t want to go back home with a brokenhearted six year old. 

Amber's heart felt like it was in her throat as the pair watched their son miss the first two hits. She could tell by her son’s body language that he was getting frustrated with himself. He wasn’t the only one that felt that way, Amber was frustrated with her body at the moment. Another Braxton Hicks took hold of her belly and she struggled not to let out a soft moan. 

“Mmhhhh you’ve got this. . .” She said, Kathryn unaware that she was talking to Nathan as well as herself. Amber held her breath from the contraction, though it looked like it was because she was watching Nathan. Their son took his stance again with a determined look on his face, both mothers hoping and praying he would make the hit. The pitch comes and Nathan hits the ball high into the air. 

“Oohh!” Amber rose to her feet as quickly as she could, excitement overtaking her. She stuttered through the pain of the contraction but it just looked like she was cheering their boy on. “G-Go! Go Nathan run!” 

Their son takes off for first base, he rounds second but stops as the other team has caught the ball. “Y-Yes! Good job b-buddy!” Amber hid her grimace, a tight smile plastered onto her face. She held onto Kathryn’s hand as they sat back down, clapping before the next play. 

“You must be a better coach than you thought.” Amber grinned at her wife.

“Me? Ha. He gets it all from you. I don’t know one end of the bat from the other.” Kathryn joked, sitting back down and taking a sip of water. 

The feeling of pride was so strong in her chest she thought she could burst. Her little boy, out there living his best lift. She might not understand the game but she’d support him in whatever he wanted to do. Even if it was American sports. 

“Drink?” Kathryn asked distractedly, eyes still focused on their six year old at the second base, offering the bottle of water to her wife who would be no doubt just as focused as she was. Kathryn wasn’t surprised that Amber jumped to her feet in excitement, well as much as she was able to with their daughter sitting low in her wife’s pelvis. 

Without missing a second of the game, Kathryn’s hand moved from passing her wife the bottle to resting on the small of Amber’s back, absentmindedly running up and down, proud parents watching Nathan as he watches where the ball is currently in the game, ready to leap forward to the next base at the first opportunity.

“Mmhhh… thank you.” Amber took a few sips of water, the cold feeling good on her tongue. The next boy up to bat took his place and Nathan stood, more than ready to run for the next base. “You’ve got this Nathan!” Amber yelled, distracted by the game for a moment, unconsciously rubbing her aching belly. 

Kathryn’s hand on her back grounded her, kept her focused on their son. “These Braxton Hicks are a little stronger than when I got up this morning,” Amber said, taking a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth. She probably picked the wrong time to say that as her wife was engrossed in the game. 

Suddenly the kid on home base gets a hit, Nathan dashes madly from second to third base. The other team scrambled for the ball as Nathan stopped and looked back, clearly indecisive. “R-Run! Nathan you can make it! Mmhhh run!” Amber got back on her feet, their daughter heavy in her womb. 

The coach yelled for him to run as well, knowing Nathan could make it. He had the biggest smile on his face as he made it to home base, completing the run and earning his team a point. 

“That was very good, my British wife,” Amber grinned and kissed her wife’s cheek. “Good job sweetheart!” She yelled down to their boy who was beside himself with glee. Amber suddenly put her head down as a painful Braxton Hick took hold of her body. It felt like everything in her was forcing down, like her womb was a heavy ball of lead, waiting to be released. “Mhhhhhhhhh hhhhooooo. . .” Amber released quiet moans, “This is insane pressure, mmhhh I can’t believe you d-dealt with this for w-weeks love.”

With their son celebrating his run around the pitch with his teammates, Kathryn’s focus suddenly shifted to her wife. Amber was cradling her belly and exhaling as if she’d just climbed the stairs, brows furrowed and sweaty. 

“Honey, you should be sitting down.” Kathryn ushered placing her hand on Amber’s lower back while the other held the front of her belly. It was firm. “All par for the course I’m afraid, love. I swear Nathan was wedged into my pelvis for at least a fortnight before he made his appearance.” 

Her hands moved across the swell of her wife’s belly, feeling just how low and taut the dome was beneath that stretched cotton t-shirt. “She’s really burrowed down into position hasn’t she…” Kathryn said with a chuckle and lighthearted tone. “ What do you mean, they’re stronger than before? Have you had many since you got here?” 

Amber shook her head, “Not too many but it feels like a heavy bowling ball is weighing me down.” She said, hands cradling her lower belly. “Mmhhhmmm… mmmhhh I can’t believe how low s-she feels.” 

On the field, the teams had switched positions. Amber could make out their son standing in outfield wearing his trusty glove. She knew the game had a few more innings but she really wanted to go rest at home. 

“Mmhhh one’s c-coming now. . .” Amber took a shaky breath and gripped her wife’s hand as another pain washed over her belly. “Mmhmhhh hhhoooo hhhhooo. . .” Amber breathed through it as quietly as she could. “Settle down in there sweet girl. It’s not time yet.”

Taking her wife’s hand and letting her squeeze it tight, Kathryn moved her other hand to rub up and down Amber’s back as she breathed her way through another cramp. “That’s it, nice and slow darling. Just breathe through it, practice that Lamaze breathing for when our daughter is on her way.” Kathryn said quietly to her wife, moving closer to be more of a physical support on these precarious metal benches. 

Kathryn was finding it hard to juggle her attention, wanting to watch every moment of Nathan on that pitch but something was drawing her towards Amber. Her gorgeous wife was strong and resilient and never complained, until she got pregnant. But to be fair she had had a rough ride of it with terrible morning sickness and an aversion to some of her favourite foods. But she handled everything in her stride, it was one of the things she loved about Amber, how calm and collected she could be. Which was essential with a young excitable six year old and another on the way. 

But as tough as Amber was, she was squeezing Kathryn’s hand rather tightly. Through her sunglasses Kathryn could see how much Amber was rocking and grimacing on the seat. “You’re doing great my lovely.” She tried to reassure her heavily pregnant partner, but was beginning to worry about how much Amber had pushed herself by coming here today. 

Amber didn’t trust herself to answer Kathryn verbally so she nodded and gave tight smiles. “Mmhhh… hhhhooooo…” Amber took slow deep breaths, feeling the tightening getting worse. Was that supposed to happen with Braxton Hicks? 

She was nervous to cause a scene during Nathan’s game, especially since it was his very first one. How embarrassed he’d be to have his mom go into labor here. But that couldn’t be, she’d felt achy this morning but that was it. 

“Little cramping is normal, right love?” Amber leaned into her wife, speaking quietly so as not to alert any other parents or families near them. Kathryn’s eyes were focused on Nathan who stood with his glove in hand, ready to catch a fly ball. “Mmmhh it’s okay… it’s gotta be okay.” Amber muttered, not even sure if her wife heard her in all the excitement of their son’s game.

“Uh-huh…” Kathryn hummed a distracted acknowledgement, eyes focused on the pitch. “It’s all perfectly normal— You got this honey!!!” Kathryn cut herself off from reassuring her wife, instead shouting encouragement to their son as Nathan ran towards the ball, gloved hand raised in the air. He leaped, the ball colliding perfectly into his hand, and Kathryn jumped excitedly to her feet, clapping and cheering. “Yes Nathan!” 

With focus only on the pitch below and her son who was beaming with pride, Kathryn didn’t notice her wife’s grimace of pain, or the way she clasped at her belly and held on to the bench beneath her bottom, panting as another tightening crashed through Amber’s womb. 

Amber let out the softest groan as she felt the pressure in her pelvis become unbearable for a moment. She couldn’t believe how freakin’ heavy this baby felt. “Mmhhh g-go Nathan!” She gave a tight smile as pride filled her for their son. Amber wanted to enjoy the moment more but she was hit with another supposed Braxton Hicks. 

“Hhhhhoooo hhhhooo…” Her hand rubbed circles along her big swollen belly. Amber took a few more sips of water, feeling her body flushed with heat. She knew she couldn’t stay up here much longer, her hips felt like they were coming apart from sitting on these darn bleachers. 

Kathryn’s hands weren’t as magical as they were a few minutes ago. Amber couldn’t focus on them anymore, she could only focus on the pain and pressure she felt growing. 

“Mmhhh… honey, I’m not s-sure how much longer I c-can sit like this… I’m sorry love.” Amber knew it was only the 6th inning, they had two more to go. “I h-have to stand…” Amber stood next to her wife, thankful that at least she wasn’t blocking anyone with them being seated in the back row. Amber swayed her hips back and forth, a low moan in her throat.

It was the sound coming from her wife’s mouth that made Kathryn turn. Amber was standing beside her, wide legged and cradling her belly while a low rumbling sound came out her mouth. She hadn’t fully noticed before but her wife’s cheeks were flushed, her bump somehow lower than this morning, and the sweat on her forehead glistened under the rays of sun beating down on the field. 

“Honey-?” Kathryn’s eyes narrowed, worried, as she automatically put a supportive hand around Amber’s back while the other helped to cradle the weight hanging from her hips. “What’s wrong? Are you… are you having a contraction?” 

The words stuttered from her mouth before her mind even entertained the thought. Amber wasn’t in labour, she wasn’t due for another few days and they were confident she’d go over. Surely the baby wasn’t ready. And yet Amber breathed so deeply, measured and controlled, but each exhale was accompanied with a husky moan which signalled the effort and pain her wife was obviously in. 

Amber's eyes squeezed shut as the contraction slowly ended, leaving her womb to relax as much as it could at the moment. “Mmhhh I d-don’t know… all I know is this f-feels different…” Amber had been having Braxton Hicks for a couple of weeks and they never felt this intense. 

Kathryn’s hands felt like a godsend, gently supporting the heavy lead weight of her middle. It made Amber feel like someone was trying to press a bowling ball down from her belly through her pelvis. She rotated her hips as much as she could as she stood next to Kathryn, trying to alleviate the growing ache. 

The pair tried to keep their eyes on Nathan’s game but it was getting more and more difficult. Another pain hit Amber, not five minutes later, forcing her to breathe in through her nose. She didn’t want to alert any of the other parents or family members to their predicament. Amber's hand reached for her wife’s squeezing it as she rode out the wave of the contraction. 

“Mmhhhhhh hhhhoooooo… oh y-yeah… I t-think she’s coming…” Amber said softly, “We h-have time though… Nathan took forever.” She said once the contraction passed. “We can’t miss this Kathryn.” Amber stressed, knowing a lot of their focus was about to shift to a newborn.

“Okay darling, everything’s okay.” Kathryn said softly as Amber squeezed her hand. “When this contraction is over, we’ll get you sitting back down. You need to rest as much as you can during this early stage. Plus I don’t like you standing up on the bleachers, especially in labour.” 

Amber smiled, still breathing her way through the contraction but finding a way to express her amusement at Kathryn’s over-protectiveness. When the peak had passed and Amber visibly relaxed, Kathryn helped ease her wife down to sit on the bench seat.  

“That’s it darling, nice and slow. I guess our daughter wasn’t happy about all the attention Nathan has been getting, wanting part of the action. Definitely no need to worry, you know how long I was in labour with Nathan. How long would you say these cramps have been feeling different?” Kathryn brushed a lock of hair behind Amber’s ear, her fingers gently caressing her cheek as they passed the side of her face. Her wife was stunningly beautiful, even going into labour. 

Amber shamelessly leaned into her wife’s hand, Kathryn’s touch bringing comfort to her on the heated bleachers. “Mmhhh m-maybe a few hours…” She couldn’t pinpoint when exactly everything had felt so heavy. “Hooooo hooooo… I don’t want to take away from Nathan’s game, it’ll be okay.” Amber tried to reassure her wife as well as herself.

While it was sweet that Kathryn wanted Amber to rest on the seat, the weight in Amber's pelvis was making it almost impossible to do so. She shifted slightly, hoping it wasn’t too noticeable. She should be so lucky…

“When are you due?” A blonde woman asked and Amber recognized her as the mom of one of Nathan’s classmates. Amber tried her best to put on a smile, her hand moving to grip Kathryn’s as a pain began low in her tummy, working its way down her body. 

“Mmhhhh just a few days…” The woman’s eyes widened like she was shocked Amber was even attending the game so late into her pregnancy. Amber was grateful when one of the boys made a hit and the woman stood to cheer loudly. “Mmhhhhh hooooo hooooo easy baby girl… easy.” Amber caressed her belly, feeling an insane amount of pressure building up. It’s not stopping… Oh God…

The pain peaked and Amber all but gritted her teeth when she felt a strange release, the front of her black leggings suddenly becoming drenched. Her eyes widened as she carefully glanced over at Kathryn, who thankfully hadn’t noticed. No one could see a thing but Amber knew her wife would make them leave if she knew. 

Amber didn’t want to miss Nathan’s first game, it was important to him and a lot of the focus would soon be on the new baby anyway. She could wait, Kathryn’s labor was long even after her water broke. They had time, they definitely had time.

Kathryn was distracted by the game and the sudden cheering, looking up at all the young kids running around the pitch. One hand was being squeezed by her wife while the other moved comfortingly up and down Amber’s back. 

“You’re doing great darling. Deep breaths remember, nice and slow.” Kathryn muttered quietly, just for her wife’s ears, but kept her vision on the pitch at Nathan who had chased after the ball but missed catching it by a few metres. 

With Nathan no longer in the midst of the action down below, Kathryn turned to her wife, leaning in to kiss her cheek while she continued to massage the base of her spine. “You’re doing wonderfully Amber. Just keep breathing, in and out. Perfect.” 

Amber shifted on the bench, clearly in the thick of another contraction, so Kathryn increased the pressure at the base of her wife’s spine. “That’s it, let it wash over you. Don’t panic, staying calm is the key. You helped me so much during my labour, I hope I can return the favour. Have I told you lately just how beautiful you are, carrying our baby girl?” She added with a soft purr in Amber’s ear, hoping the distraction might help with the pains. 

There was sweat gathering all over Amber’s exposed skin, but it was already a warm day without being in labour, so Kathryn wasn’t worried. She had hoped that Amber might sail through early labour, her wife always had a high pain tolerance, but by the ragged breathing and constant shifting this early on she suspected this might be a lot harder than either of them wanted. 

Amber was trying her best to relax, to enjoy the game and focus on her wife’s hands. However, their little girl had other plans for her. Each contraction got more and more intense, her labor was careening full force to the finish line. The weight of their daughter was settling lower and lower in Amber's hips. She’d read that could happen, heck she’d even listened to Kathryn complain about that feeling years ago. Experiencing it was very different. 

“Mmhhhhh… mmmhmmm… thanks babe…” Amber took a few deep breaths as the latest contraction released her from its grips. Her thighs felt sticky in her leggings, her undies stuck to her aching vagina. Amber couldn’t believe this was happening, this was definitely not what the mothers had planned. 

The next inning stretched on and before long there was only one left. It was Nathan’s last turn up to bat and Amber wanted to stand and cheer him on. She let her wife know so and gripped Kathryn’s hands to steady herself. Luckily everyone’s focus was on Nathan, including Kathryn, because Amber realized at that moment she had to push. 

“Mmhhh hhhoo hhhhooo hhhoooo…” She breathed slow and steady, fighting back the incredible urge she felt to bear down into her bottom half. “G-Go Nathan! Y-you’ve got this b-buddy!” Amber tried her hardest to focus on their son but as he gave his first hit, Amber widened her stance a bit and gripped her wife’s shoulder. “Nnhhhhh…” She gave the slightest grunt as she pushed.

Kathryn automatically wrapped an arm around her wife’s waist, supporting her through what looked to be a tough contraction. Perhaps standing made everything feel a little stronger. “Easy babe, just breathe through it.” She encouraged, holding around Amber’s waist. She noticed how much her wife’s stance had widened, how low her bump hung heavily from Amber’s curved hips. It broke Kathryn’s heart that Amber was having to ride out contractions here at a baseball game. When she was pregnant with Nathan, because he was their first they didn’t have any other commitments or things to do. They just followed the natural course of childbirth as it ebbed and flowed through Kathryn’s body. But now, with their six year old making his debut on the pitch, her poor wife was labouring high up on the bleachers. 

“You’re doing incredibly sweetie.” Kathryn tried to reassure, but Amber was making all sorts of low noises.

With one eye on the game, Nathan running around the bases while the other team scrambled for the ball, Kathryn moved her free hand to cradle the base of Amber’s belly. It was rock solid beneath her clothes. Amber was hissing slightly through her teeth as she panted through the contraction. “They’re getting stronger aren’t they?” Kathryn said quietly, knowingly. “Lean against me darling, squeeze my shoulders, dig your nails in if you have to. It’ll be over soon, I promise.” Kathryn hoped her words were true because this contraction seemed to be lasting forever. 

Amber tried her best to listen to her wife, she tried to focus on the here and now, their son playing his favorite game. However, as contraction after contraction came, she realized she couldn’t focus on anything except pushing. She felt the urge in her bones, like a primal need for relief… release… something.

“Mmhhhh hhhooo hhhoooo…” Amber breathed through a contraction before it became so intense that she HAD to push. Her body was forcing their little girl down. “Nnnrggghhhh…” Amber gave the softest grunt, her hand gripping Kathryn’s shoulder tightly. The other hand cradled her large protruding belly as her knees bent slightly. “Mmhhhh…” Amber's face was flushed, her forehead sweaty as she bore down. 

Her eyes widened when she felt the heavy weight of their infant’s head beginning to enter her birth canal. Amber was shocked she could be so in tune with her body even as the game and fans bursted with energy around her. “K-Kathryn….” Amber says but it was so loud in the bleachers as another exciting play was made on the field. Their son’s team was winning, Amber was happy but also wondering how much she could hold on before their daughter arrived. 

Another contraction came, forcing Amber's legs to widen a fraction more as she pushed. “Nnnnrgggggghh… b-baby’s c-coming…” She moaned low so no one could hear, she’s not even sure if Kathryn heard. Even if her wife did hear her, Amber was sure she didn’t know how close the baby really was to coming out.

“I know darling, I know.” Kathryn soothed innocently, her eyes still on the game while she rubbed her labouring wife’s lowering back. 

Nathan and his team were celebrating a recent success on the pitch, his face so bright and happy, jumping up on the balls of his feet in excitement. Kathryn watched proudly, completely unaware of what was progressing rapidly beside her. If Amber was in labour they would have a long day ahead of them, Nathan would be dropped off at a friends house this afternoon so the couple could focus on bringing their daughter into this world. But after the game, they didn’t want to pull Nathan off the pitch so close to the end.  

It wasn’t until Amber suddenly grabbed harshly onto Kathryn’s body and emitted a rumblingly low grunting sound that Kathryn turned her head in worry. “Babe?” Her eyebrows furrowed as she saw the way her beautiful wife’s face was scrunched, cheeks flushed, and her breath held behind pursed closed lips. “Amber… baby… what’s happening, what are you feeling?” She blurted, hands moving to hold her wife steady as Amber’s knees softened into a sort of squat. 

Amber felt her eyes widen when the heavy weight of their baby’s head continued its descent. She was losing the will to fight pushing, the urge becoming too unbearable. “Mmhhh nnrggghhhhh I’m p-pushing…” She breathed out, her knees deepened the squat she found herself in. 

“What— pushing?” Kathryn stuttered, in shock. 

“Mmhhhh nnrggghhhhhhhh…” Amber gave the softest grunt she could manage, her face bright red with strain, her forehead sweating in the beating sun. She wasn’t sure what the plan was, but she knew one thing… this baby wasn’t waiting! 

The last inning finished up, the announcer declaring Nathan’s team the winners. Amber could only cheer silently in her head, the pain too unbearable to focus on anything but their daughter coming out. 

Amber suddenly felt her vagina begin to burn, the opening stretching as her lips widened with the crowning head. “Her h-heads comingggggg… nnnghhhhhh it’s coming out Kathryn…” Amber’s hand moved to cup her opening, the leggings starting to bulge just slightly.

“Amber, sweetie, don’t push. Okay?” Kathryn’s mind felt like it had been paused while she watched her wife gasping and holding her breath with seemingly forceful pushes. “I know there’s a lot of pressure, but you can’t be pushing now. It’s too soon darling. Baby girl isn’t ready yet.” 

Kathryn’s only experience of childbirth was her own, with Nathan, but everyone knew that first babies took ages to come. Amber hadn’t been in labour for very long and now she’s pushing?! No. That couldn’t be right. It was just the intense pressure making her wife think she had to push. 

“We don’t know how dilated you are sweetie. Pushing too soon could hurt you and the baby. Please try not to push, okay?” She pleaded. 

Kathryn looked around, wondering what the fuck they were going to do. Parents were making their way down the steps of the bleachers back to their children on the pitch. Amber was clearly further along in her labour than Kathryn expected, but that was okay, they would handle it. They’d just send Nathan home to a friend's house from here and Kathryn would take her wife home and they could deliver their daughter just like they planned. 

“When this contraction is over, we’ll need to start moving down the steps. But hold on to me, I’ve got you darling. You’re doing amazing.” 

Amber gave the slightest nod to her wife’s words as the contraction tore through her middle. Her heavy belly felt like it was made of lead, the baby forcing its way through her aching birth canal. “Mmhhhhh nnhhh hhhoooo hhhoooo…” Amber's face relaxed as the contraction finally passed. 

“Mmhhh hhhoooo hhhoooo… Kathryn… I feel so bad, it’s his f-first game…” Tears welled up in Amber's eyes, she really did try to hold this baby in as long as she could. 

Amber takes her wife’s hand and began slowly maneuvering the steps. They’ve only made it about halfway down when Amber stops, gripping her wife’s shoulder tightly. “Mmhhhh nnhhhhh g-gotta push…” Amber tries blowing the urge away, praying people weren’t watching. She was vaguely aware of Nathan chatting happily with his coach and teammates. “Mmhhh nnhhhh HOO HOO HOO!” Amber was trying her best not to push but damned if she didn’t feel the baby’s head beginning to bulge her underwear outwards. All she could do was stand there, a hand on her belly, the other on her wife’s shoulder. Her legs buckled a bit as they bent, accommodating her large laboring tummy.

Kathryn didn’t dare take her eyes off of her wife as they paused half way down the steps. Amber was red faced, sweating profusely, and gosh when did her legs get so far apart? 

“Amber… baby… don’t push. Please don’t push darling.” Kathryn pleaded as she watched her partner pant through an intense contraction. The way she was standing, the way her wife was nearly squatting and moaning, it— it almost looked like she was about to deliver the baby right now. But that couldn’t be happening. She’d only just gone into labour. “Keep panting through the urges sweetie, you’ve got this. Damn… your labour has come on so suddenly eh? Well, hopefully this means you won’t be delivering our daughter as long as it took for me with Nathan.” 

Kathryn’s lighthearted joke fell on deaf ears when Amber squeezed her shoulder and gave a distinct grunting sound of effort. An unmistakable push. 

“Darling no… it’s too soon, the baby isn’t coming yet, I promise. It just feels like it is.” Kathryn tried to assure her wife who was looking more and more ragged by the second. 

Amber felt like she was underwater listening to Kathryn. Everything was muffled, her body was telling her one thing while her wife told her another. “Mmhhhh mmhhhh t-trying… trying to hold her i-innnnn….” Amber moans low as another contraction takes over her womb. 

“Mmhhhhhh hhhhooooo….” By sheer determination she holds off pushing, focusing on taking deep breaths in and out. The pair make their way down to the bottom of the bleachers and an excited Nathan. 

“Mum! Mom! Did you guys see me?! I got a hit!” He bounced up and down as he beamed with pride. Amber pulled it together, masking her face and smiling brightly at their boy. 

“I did sweetie! You were incredible.” Kathryn said to their son, giving him a high-five. She caught the eyes of one of Nathan’s friend’s parents and quickly, after checking Amber was okay, dashed off to have a word. With her wife in seemingly advanced labour, they needed Nathan to go back to his friend's house from here. 

“I’m so proud of you buddy!” Amber carefully leans to kiss his head, feeling the twinges of another contraction coming on. “Mmhh why don’t you go to Ryan’s tonight and celebrate with your friend? We’ll make a nice breakfast for you in the morning!” She barely makes out the words before he’s hugging around her tense middle. “Mmhhh… go on love…” 

Amber didn’t want to scare him with her laboring, she knew Kathryn would clear everything with Ryan’s parents and make sure the boys had a good time. 

Amber feels more pressure, the infant's head beginning to part her lips slowly. “Mmhhhh nnnghhhhhhh… I can’t… I can’t wait to push anymore…” She mumbled as Kathryn returned, before trying to find a place to birth. Parents and kids were clearing out, leaving them one of the few people left on the field.

Kathryn’s hands were immediately wrapping around her wife, sliding behind her back with one hand and holding her arm with the other. “It’s all sorted darling, they’re gonna take Nathan back with them now and we’ll let them know once baby is born and when to bring him back home.”  She was speaking fast, not registering Amber’s recent warning of needing to push. 

“Can you walk? We need to get you back to the car and get home. I’ll call the midwife on the way, okay. Everything’s gonna be fine.” Kathryn kissed the side of her wife’s sweaty face. “I love you. We’re going to meet our daughter soon.” 

Whether it was the adrenaline of Amber being in labour, Nathan’s winning, or the excitement they were about to have a baby - Kathryn was buzzing with energy. But all that energy made the walking to the car feel like they were moving in slow motion. Her poor wife was clinging to her with each step seeming like a Herculean effort. Amber’s hand never left her belly but it had moved to the very underside as if she was physically holding it up. And her stance, well that stance was certainly new. The waddle was more pronounced than she’d ever seen. 

Amber was lifting her belly up with each step, the weight of their child pressing down further and further. “Mmhhhh b-barely…” The laboring woman had to focus immensely on putting one foot in front of the other. 

Without Nathan there, Amber felt like she could be a little more vocal. She didn’t want to scare their son into thinking birth was this horrific thing. While it was absolutely painful, Amber felt powerful and beautiful. She did however wish their daughter had better timing. 

“M-my water b-broke… mmhhhh mmhhhhh around the f-fourth inning… oohhhhhhh!” Amber admitted to her water breaking over an hour ago. The pressure was so intense that she had to stop and lean on Kathryn, her legs semi-squatting. “H-her head… nnnnrgghhhh it’s COMING OUT!” 

Thankfully no one was around but as Amber pushed down, a slight rounded bulge formed in her leggings. The women couldn’t deny it any longer, their daughter was about to be born. 

“You’re- what?! Amber! Why didn’t you tell me your water had broken?” Kathryn was struggling to process Amber’s confession, trying to keep her wife steady and simultaneously accept the very sudden change of events. But the way Amber was very clearly bearing down and— oh my god! Kathryn’s eyes widened like dinner plates when she glimpsed the bulge beginning to appear between her wife’s thighs. 

“Mmmmhhh we’re not m-making it h-home…. Nnnnrgghhh Kathryn I’m not supposed to be h-having our baby hereeeee nnnrggghhhhh!” Ambers next contraction washed over her, forcing her body into another push. She couldn’t stop them even if she tried. 

The poor woman stood wide legged, sweaty faced with a baby’s head crowning from her covered opening. Her belly looked like a sinking weight, she couldn’t do anything but push.

“Okay sweetie, okay…. I’ve got you.” Kathryn stuttered as she hooked her arms under each of Amber’s letting her safely squat down a little as she needed. “J-just erm… go with what your body is telling you.” 

Facing each other with Amber’s belly prominently between them, Kathryn widened her stance to keep them both steady as Amber squatted with a grunting push. “That’s it darling, keep it going, big push for me.” Kathryn couldn’t help but be in awe of her incredible partner, the way she had laboured so effortlessly throughout the game, and now she was doing the impossible - delivering their child in the middle of the car park. 

Amber made two loud pushes with the current contraction before she stood a little and slumped against Kathryn’s body. “You’re doing incredibly my love. Absolutely fucking amazing. And I’m really sorry to do this, but we have to try and keep moving okay… see if we can get you to the car at least. We don’t want our daughter delivered on the gravel.” She gently caressed her wife’s cheek, tucking a sweat-dampened lock of hair behind her ears. Kathryn gave her wife a kiss, tasting the salt of her sweat and tears on Amber’s lips. She moved a hand tenderly over her wife’s bump, moving lower between her thighs and she felt the protruding dome of their daughter’s head, starting to emerge. 

“She’s not crowning yet, but she’s so close. We need to move quickly before the next contraction. Can you do that?” Kathryn asked softly but determinedly. 

“Mmmhhhh hhooo hhooo,” Amber took a few deep breaths before answering her wife, “I c-can try… mmmmhh…” Her waddle looked ridiculous now, the baby’s head so close to crowning. Amber's vagina ached, her lips burning with the head stretching her. Her steps were awkward but she was thankful to have Kathryn supporting her. 

After only making it twenty feet, about ten from the car, Amber stops and groans. “She’s… she’s c-comingggggg!” Amber's face was sweaty, her eyes leaking tears as she gives into her body’s urge and pushes for their daughter. “NNNRGGGHHH! She’s comingggg OUTTTT!” Amber desperately tries to put a hand over her leggings, wanting to keep the head in until they at least made it to the damn car. 

“H-help me! Kathryn… mmhhhhh hold her in!!!” Amber's legs shake as she tries and fails to resist another push. “Nnnrggghhhh! C-can’t stop… nnnghhhhh pushinggggggg!” Her face goes bright red with effort, her heavy belly hard as a rock.

Even with Amber’s hand clutching at her own crotch, the bulge growing between her wife’s thighs was evident. Somehow in all the chaos Kathryn found her hand cupping where Amber’s had been moments before. Holding a baby back from coming wasn’t something her rational mind would choose, but the desperation in her wife’s cries made her act without thought. 

“Hold on to me sweetie, it’s okay I’ve got her. She’s not gonna come out. So push if you need to babe.” Kathryn assured Amber, feeling her weight collapse against her shoulders as Amber squeezed and grunted and pushed. 

Against her palm she felt the force of her wife's pushes, the head trying to breach the confines of her previous home and reach her mother’s. The dome of their daughter's head slipped further out and filled her hand completely even through the fabric of Amber’s clothes. “Oh… wow… little pushes if you can—” Kathryn tried to say but Amber only grunted a primal lowing sound of effort that prompted Kathryn’s hand to actually apply counterpressure against the urgent call of nature. 

Amber's legs shook as the primal grunt she released echoed in the parking lot. “Nnnrggghhhhh! T-trying to h-holddddd her b-backkkkkk!” The contraction passes and Amber takes a deep breath, knowing she only has a small reprieve before the next one comes along. “C-car…” 

Amber leans into Kathryn a bit more and the pair finally makes it to the car. Her movements are slow as she maneuvers herself into the passenger seat. She’s lowered her bottom in when she feels another contraction coming on. 

“Ohhh ohhh god! Here she comes again… nnnrggghhhhhhhh!” Amber pulls her knees up around her belly, body facing her wife. She grunts and pushes against the tight confines of her undies and leggings. “Here she c-comesssss nnrggghhhhhh! NNRGGHHHHHHHH!” Amber roars, sweat dripping down her temples as the head comes completely out of her body.

“Oh my god!” Kathryn gasped. 

Having helped her wife into the car Kathryn had no time to react before Amber was pushing again. It was so guttural and raw and instinctual, but inspiring to witness. Without either of their hands delaying the baby’s arrival the shape of Amber’s leggings distorted as the head bulged out and then burst free. Fluids coming through the seam as the head was born right into Amber’s clothes. 

“Oh darling… I think that was the head.” Kathryn said with disbelief. 

Amber's eyes rolled into the back of her head, a mixture of pain, relief and even pleasure coursing through her body. “Oohhhhhh! Oohhhhh god yes! Mmhhh her head is definitely out…” Amber pants heavily. 

“Take a breath baby, catch your breath back. You're incredible, you know that?” Kathryn lowered down so she was hunched half in the car. She kissed Amber’s flushed cheeks and rubbed her upper arms affectionately. 

Amber’s chest was heaving up and down as her panting levelled off, recovering in the short break between contractions. 

“I’m gonna have to try and take these off okay sweetie?” Kathryn said, gesturing to the leggings that were damp and clinging to every inch of her wife’s lower half. “We needed to make space for baby girl to come out. Can you lift your butt a little for me and I’ll slide these down.” 

Using her elbows to support her weight on the center console, Amber lifts her hips. She groans out as she feels their daughter’s head between her thighs. 

“Mmhhhhh we’ve got you baby girl…” Amber’s fingers caress her big belly, “Mums got you… ohhhh love, a contraction’s coming… hhoooo hhhhhoooooo!” Amber feels the cool air on her legs as Kathryn removes the undies and leggings. The second they’re off, she squints her eyes shut and pushes. “NNNRGGGHHHHH!”

“Yes… big push for me darling.” Kathryn cheered her wife on as she sunk into another primal push. Kathryn kept her hands between Amber’s legs, supporting the head as the baby moved little by little, the shoulders trying to emerge. “Keep it going! Keep pushing right down…. She’s coming darling… our daughter is coming.” 

One shoulder broke free beyond Amber’s thin and stretched lips causing her wife to jolt and shudder. Kathryn had to keep her elbows out to stop Amber’s legs from instinctively closing. “No… baby keep your knees apart, and keep bearing down with this contraction. I know it’s overwhelming but you can do this.” 

“Mmmghhh she’s so… BIG! Nnnnrrrghhhhhh!” Amber's knees quiver as she struggled to keep them open. She tried to focus on her wife’s hands, helping her birth their second child. 

“Mmhhhh nnnrrggghhhhhhhhh!” Amber's face is bright red, her eyes leaking tears, face sweaty and grimacing. Once the first shoulder popped out, Amber felt like she was pushing a bowling ball from her vagina. The pressure of the baby’s weight on her poor opening was torturous. 

Her eyes widened as the contraction somehow rolled into the next, giving the exhausted momma no break. “Mmhhhhh nnnnnrgghhhhhhh come outtttt! Come OUT BABY GIRL!” Amber's voice raised in both pitch and volume as the second shoulder burst out of her opening with a gush of fluids.

“That’s it. The second shoulder is out! Well done my love.” Kathryn marveled as their newest family member slowly sliding into her hands. “One more push darling. One more and we’ll have our daughter.” 

She looked up, seeing the flushed and sweaty and exhausted look on her wife’s face. Her wife who was sitting wide legged on the passenger seat, facing the open door, moments from delivering their first daughter. “You are incredible Amber baby, so fucking incredible and beautiful and powerful.” Kathryn rubbed the back of her hands, which were busy supporting the emerging baby, against the inside of her wife’s thighs in what she hoped would be affectionate and encouraging. “Just one more push for me, one big push and she’ll be here.”

Kathryn’s words wash over Amber, making her feel her wife’s love and encouragement. She’s been laboring for quite some time, then having to deny it and delay their daughter coming into the world. Now that moment was finally here. 

“Mmmmhhh mmhhh,” Amber lets out a whimper but nods, starting to curl around her belly again. “Nnnrggghhhhhhhhhhh!” Their daughter’s arms come out one by one, her hips begin to slowly inch out of Amber's opening. 

“That’s it! Keep it going sweetie!!!!” Kathryn excitedly said, her eyes wide and mouth already pulling into a bright smile as their daughter gradually emerged. 

“Kathryn! Nnnrggghhhhhhhh here comes our baby!” Amber cries out, giving one final last push. The baby comes sliding out completely, right into Mum's hands.

“She’s out! You did it Amber!” Kathryn immediately brought the slippery newborn up over her wife’s belly to place their baby girl on Amber’s chest.  

“Ohhhhh ohhh my god… oh she’s here,” Amber pants out, tears streaming down her face as she takes in their newest family member. “Hi baby girl… we did it Kathryn.” Amber grins at her wife, looking gorgeous but oh so exhausted.

“You did it darling. That was all you. You’re amazing, I love you.” Kathryn leant into the car and kissed her wife’s forehead, cheek, then lips. “I can’t believe you’d been in labour throughout that whole game. You’re just incredible. Nathan’s gonna be so excited to meet his baby sister.”