Months had rolled by and that chilly Sunday morning while basking in the warmth of worship, her water broke. It was about time, she had been waiting long enough even more anxiously cause they wanted to keep the baby's gender a surprise. The last gender reveal didn't end so well anyways. "How are we doing?" The nurse on duty that had come to be her fave asked when she walked in with Zach who had been frantic ever since she told him it was time. "Great! I guess," She shrugged. "You're sure?" "I'm not in a lot of pain so I don't even know if I can say I'm in labour." She chuckled nervously. Hannah had read about how excruciating labour pains were and now she that she wasn't feeling so much, she didn't know how to feel about it/ "I guess you're one of the lucky ones." The doctor piped up. "Blessed is the word doc." She corrected with a smile. "Babe are you sure you're not just enduring the pain." Zach worriedly asked. "I'm sure! I feel little aches here and there but they're not as