"What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?" he asked urgently, his voice trembling slightly.
Vivica nodded, her brow furrowed in pain.
Thankfully, they had already checked into the hospital ahead of time as a precaution.
Without a second thought, Joseph didn't even remember to put on his shoes before sprinting out of the room like a madman.
Soon, a team of four doctors and nurses rushed in and immediately began examining Vivica.
Standing to the side, Joseph caught glimpses of Vivica's tense, pale face through the gaps between the medical staff. His hands shook uncontrollably.
It was 2:00 AM. He considered calling his parents but quickly scrapped the idea.
Even if the babies were coming tonight, there was no point dragging the older couple out of bed at this hour.
They'd only panic helplessly in the waiting room.
As Joseph paced back and forth, every second feeling like an eternity, the head of the OB/GYN department walked over to him.
Joseph forced himself to stay somewhat composed. "Doctor, how is my wife? Is she going into labor?"
"Mr. Baird, please don't panic. The babies are currently stable. Based on our initial examination, Mrs. Baird's cervix is showing signs of dilating, which we treat as a threat of premature labor. Honestly, this is very common with twins. Some even go into labor at six or seven months."
Joseph listened in a daze. Usually the most confident and unshakeable man in the room, he was visibly at a loss.
"Considering the fetal heart rates are normal and the mother's vitals are well within safe ranges, I recommend starting treatments to delay labor and prolong the pregnancy. One of the twins currently weighs under four pounds. While we have excellent, proven protocols for premature infants of that size, there are never absolute guarantees. The risks post-delivery are still very high. So, my medical advice is to keep her on bed rest with medication to allow the babies more time to develop in the womb."
The doctor was merely providing a professional assessment. Ultimately, the decision had to be made by the patient and her family.
"How long do we have to delay it?" Joseph asked, his brow creased deeply.
"The goal is to extend the pregnancy as much as possible. If we can get her to nine months, that would be ideal. By then, they'd be practically full-term. Even if their weight is slightly lower than average, their organ development will be nearly mature, which drastically lowers all medical risks."
Joseph fell silent, unable to make a choice right then and there.
"Doctor, let's proceed with the treatment to stabilize her for tonight. My wife and I need to discuss it, and we'll decide tomorrow if we're going to continue delaying labor," Joseph replied, his eyes drifting past the doctor to his wife's hospital bed.
"Understood. We'll proceed with that plan."
Vivica was given medication to halt the contractions.
She couldn't bear to imagine the pain she would feel if her own babies were born that early, perhaps even smaller and more vulnerable than that child.
So, with almost zero hesitation, she shook her head. Her voice was weak but completely resolute. "Of course we're delaying labor. I've survived for months already; what's a few more weeks? As for Chaim, the doctors said he can wait another month or so."
"Chaim can wait, but your body... If we delay labor, you're going to be confined to this bed every single day. You'll have to eat, drink, and relieve yourself right here on this mattress."
Vivica froze slightly, looking at him.
Joseph quickly clarified, "I'm not saying it's a hassle for me, and I would never be disgusted by you. I'll take care of you myself. I just mean it's going to be absolute torture for you."
Because her belly was so extraordinarily large, Vivica had to be turned over constantly while lying down, or half her body would go completely numb.
"This won't be just a day or two. It could be two weeks or more."
"If we can hold out for two weeks or more, that's even better. The babies will be so much stronger."
Ultimately, no matter what logical arguments Joseph presented, her mind was made up to endure it.
They stared at each other for a few seconds in a gentle standoff before Joseph finally nodded. "Alright. If you've decided to hold on, then we'll hold on. But once you deliver these two, we are never having kids again."

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