|This is Micah :)|
“You said… it would be… walk in the park.”
“Well, more like a brisk jog,” Micah grinned.
“That’s it, get pissed,” he encouraged, not batting an eye when a bare foot was suddenly lifted onto his shoulder. He swept two fingers around the perineum as another contraction hit and the baby’s head crowned for the third time. “Another push, Sarah and the head will be out. Bear down and we can meet this beautiful boy.”