Water baby

I was in a swimming pool with [name redacted] and we were [activity redacted]. (Excuse the redactivity but telling the truth would be highly awkward.) When we finished, he made some sort of overture that something was going on down there, and I’m sure I don’t have to explain the exact geography of down there. I reach down and sure enough I can feel a heavy, round presence there, and it’s getting bigger. It’s a head! It’s coming out! I’m having the baby! And holy crap he is moving down that tunnel with a quickness!

I feel no pain as he makes his exit — he just slips right out into my hands, and I struggle a bit to get a grip under his shoulders as he’s underwater and slippery, not to mention heavier than I thought he would be.

I bring him up out of the water and to my chest, and he is lovely and warm against my skin, and such a nice rosy color. I can’t quite see if he is breathing but he is quiet and I feel his warmth next to me and the slight tensing pull of the cord against my skin.

He’s out and it was easy and unexpected and I’ve finally met him. All smiles.