Chapter Twenty One : Hello, Baby!

Amalia was now over nine months pregnant and tired. The baby haven't yet dropped until earlier this morning after a trip to the bathroom which now made her patience become shorter and shorter the more she dealt with the pregnancy.

Miguel made sure to stay closer to the country as the midwife did warn him that the baby would be here any day. He also didn't want to miss the birth of his child.

He had just ended his the final meeting of the day with his foreign exchange team when he heard Amalia speaking with two of the young maids just outside his conference room.

"I'm sure the midwife will give you some great news today, Amalia," said Fiona.

The crown princess rested a hand over her swollen tummy and sighed, "I hope so. The pressure between my legs is killing me and I know for sure that I look like a penguin! Miguel thinks I'm being silly."

"Well, you are," Miguel walked over to her, "You're now feeling pressure between your legs?"

She nodded as the maids curtsied before leaving the couple to themselves.

"Hmm…" Miguel raised a brow. "We can go back to the suite and lay down—

"You must've noticed my swollen feet," Amalia cut him off.

Miguel looked down and saw her bare feet, which did look puffy. "You really shouldn't be on your feet. I'm going to have the midwife check on you."

"Can she come after I eat? I'm starving!" Amalia said.

"What do you have in mind?" Miguel asked.

"I would like a steak and mash potatoes." Amalia said.

"Should you be eating steak at your stage of pregnancy?" Miguel asked.

"Yes, I can eat steak." Amalia said

She giggled until a gasp left her throat.

Miguel saw the shock look on her face and asked, "What is it?"

"I think…" She lifted looked down at the liquid slowly exiting from her, "My water just broke."

Miguel gave her a dumbfounded look, "Huh?"

"Miguel!" Amalia was now frighten herself, "I don't need you losing it on me now!"

"Right!" Miguel said and spotted Amalia's two maids. "Girls tell the midwife that she is needed in the birthing room."

"Ouch!" Amalia cried.

"Immediately!" He picked up his wife, feeling her wet legs.

"What are you doing?" Amalia asked, as the cramps grew stronger.

"Carrying you to the birthing room! What do you think I'm doing?" He noticed that she was still leaking. "How much of this stuff is in you?"

"Ugh!" Amalia rested her head on his shoulder without saing another word.

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"Oh dear you are eight and a half centimeters!" said the surprised Midwife. "Just yesterday your cervix was completely shut. Did you and his highness…have intercourse within the past twenty-four hours?"

Amalia groaned as Fiona wiped her face with a cold cloth. "Why do you want to know?"

"Well, sex and the male's semen can stimulate labour—"

"Yes!" She cried. "Just get this thing out of me!"

"Less than two centimeters and you can."

"No…" Amalia said as tears ran down her cheeks. "Where's my husband?"

"He's in the waiting room."

"I want him in here!"

"It isn't the proper thing, dear. Here, why don't I give you—"

"I want to see my husband!" Amalia snapped as stronger contractions kicked in.

The maid gasped and the midwife hurried out of the room to retrieve the crown Prince.

Miguel and the maid walked bavk in.

Amalia crying out for him. "Yes?"

Amalia closed her eyes, "I really want to push. I can feel the baby's head."

The midwife checked on the crown princess once more and laughed. "I can see a head full of dark beautiful curls. Start pushing!"

Amalia gridded her teeth as she pushed and cried out as the baby squeezed out the birth canal.

"You're the only first time mother I've seen pushing out so quickly," said the midwife as she brought the crying baby into her arms. "Fiona dear?"

The maid hurried over to take the baby to clean. "So beautiful."

Once they wrapped her up in a blanket, I took her over to Amalia and let her see her after they took her to get cleaned up and all that stuff.

"She's beautiful." Amalia said never taking her eyes off of the bundle in my arms, "Just like her mommy." I whispered making her smile.

"Now we have to go to the hospital so they can check that you and the baby are okay and sign the birth certificate." Fiona said.

"Okay." Amalia said.

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Princess Amalia gives birth

Crown Princess Amalia of Herraden has given birth to a healthy baby girl at a Walshington palace.

The birth, which came on Saturday morning local time at Rigshospitalet, had been much anticipated.

A relieved Crown Prince Miguel fronted local and international media gathered at the palace just after 11:30am (9:30pm AEDT).

"It's a happy occasion to announce that Crown Princess Amalia has given birth to perfectly healthy baby," Crown Prince Miguel said.

"A girl."

He added the entire royal family had known the sex of the baby before the birth.

The future king of Herraden was pleased to announce that British-born Princess Amalia, 30, had also come through the birth without any issues.

"She handled it beautifully," he said.

"Both mother and child are doing well and we are very happy."

A girl, weighing 2674 grams and measuring 47cm, was born at 10:30am (local time).

Crown Prince Miguel said he had already called his father, King Maxwell, to tell him the news.

"The King was totally happy when I rang him," he said.

A team of a doctor and two midwives had been on hand since 6:00am local time to handle the birth.

Team leader Morten Hedegaard told the waiting media that his team was thrilled with the result.

"They cannot be better," he said.