Brianna Evans lay half asleep on her bed watching a movie, as a
niggling pain hit her. Pulling the duvet up around her body she
fought against the pain, muffling the sound as she buried her
head in her pillow. It was the same every month, but this pain
was different, intense. Since she was a few weeks late, she put
it down to that. Curling up into a ball she held the pillow
against her stomach as she rocked silently. The pain subsided as
the relief washed over her.
Brianna, Anna to her friends, began to relax. Until half an hour
later the pain returned and left her breathless. She managed to
relax once again as another set of pain hit her, tears rolled
down her cheeks. She wanted to call her mother, but she could
not. Her mother was a proud woman and any sign of weakness was
not acceptable. She was a young woman and these pains were part
of it and she had been told to deal with it like a woman would.
She had no choice to ride them out, they would end soon, she
hoped. Fresh tears fell down her now red cheeks, she was not
being strong. Right now Brianna did not care as another pain made
her double up.
She held the pillow tighter over her stomach as the pain eased
away. The clock on the bedside table ticked away silently as each
pain came and went. To her it felt as a few hours had passed, but
in reality only a one hour had passed. The sound of the door
opening did not arouse her. Her mother entered her room to find
her curled up in the foetal position and hot salty tears
streaming down her cheeks. Her mother, Trudy sat down beside her
as another pain rocked through her body. The tears fell freely as
her mother tried hard to comfort her, neither aware of what was
happening to her.
As another pain crippled her, Trudy realised her daughters pains
were more serious and helped her daughter into the family car.
She then drove her to the hospital.
Trudy helped her daughter out of the car and into the E.R as
another pain crippled her daughter. This one caused her to cry
out. Just as she screamed, a gush of water fell to the floor
between her legs.
"I am sorry," Brianna cried.
Looking at the floor the nurse nodded.
"It's okay, we can take care of that," she nodded. "It looks as
if your water broke that's all. We need to get you to the
maternity ward, now."
"Her what!" Trudy said as she let go of her daughters arm.
The woman ignored the question. "Okay, lay down sweet heart and
let me check how far dilated you are."
"Not for much longer, she's already nine centimetres. We really
need to get you upstairs," the Nurse stated.
"She can't be. She's only sixteen, Brianna can't be a mother."
"A little too late for that now," the Nurse began as a porter
rushed to the aid of the Nurse and together they took Brianna and
the bed to the Maternity ward.
"This can't be happening, Brianna why did..."
"I'm not having a baby," she screamed as another pain ripped
through her body.
"Its okay Brianna, we are here to help you deliver this baby.
When we say push you need to push down as hard as you can and we
can get this baby delivered."
Her mother stood by the side the bed, then backed away.
"Where are you going, Mum!"
"You did this, I can't be here. Your father will be angry you
know that. He won't stand for this. You made this baby, you will
have to do this, I have to go," she said as she made her way out
of the room.
The sound of Brianna calling for her mother echoed around the
room as another contraction ripped through her body once again.
Moments later Brianna was helped onto the bed in the delivery
room. The midwife smiled at her as she instructed her on what had
to be done.
"I am pushing," Brianna stated through gritted teeth.
"One more push, you're nearly there," the midwife coaxed.
Bearing down she pushed with every last ounce of energy she
possessed. Her finger nails dug into the palms of her hand.
Sweat tricked down her brow, red faced Brianna concentrated on
the job in hand. Not having time to contemplate on what was
happening to her.
Hearing only the voice of the woman giving her encouragement. She
wished her mother had stayed by her side, but she had no time to
dwell on the matter as she pushed as hard as she could. Feeling
the sensation of burning, it passed as she was informed she
delivered the baby's head. Taking a deep breath, she listened to
the soft voice of the midwife.
"Okay, now on the next contraction one last big push and this
baby will be born."
Brianna nodded, as the pain intensified, and gave one final push
as she felt the baby leave her body.
The next sound she heard belonged to her daughter. The baby had a
pair of lungs on her and the sound filled the delivery suite.
Brianna looked down at her baby barely seconds old and cried.
The midwife lifted the baby up to lay on her chest, Brianna shook
"I can't, I don't want it. Take it away."
The moment the words tumbled from her lips she regretted it.