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Maddie’s labor story

(⚠️ graphic birth details, kidnapping mention)

Maddie's agonizing screams echoed through the basement as she struggled to cope with the pain. After enduring a year and a half of torture at the hands of her kidnapper, she was now faced with the consequences of his actions. Her body, now visibly pregnant, was stretched and swollen from carrying his child. As she walked around the small basement room, she wondered what was to come next. The only items in the room were a small kitchen, a bathroom, and a mat that served as her bed. She frantically gathered towels and other essentials, preparing for what she knew would be a difficult and dangerous delivery. Despite the fear and uncertainty, she filled the bathtub with warm water and braced herself for the intense contractions that ripped through her body. As she bent over a chair, another wave of pain washed over her and she let out a guttural groan.

She tried to relax her mind and focus on her breathing, but the fear of giving birth alone in a basement was overwhelming. She prayed for someone to find her and help her through this terrifying experience. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain and her water broke. The fluid soaked her socks, bringing her back to the reality of her situation. She knew she had to act fast and get to a safe place to deliver her child. With every wave of pain, she limped closer to the bathtub and undressed, left with nothing but her bra. She got in and prepared herself for a very long night.

She sat in the tub alone, letting the warmth of the water envelope her body. As she relaxed, she couldn't help but notice her bulging stomach peeking out of the water. After about 20 minutes, she shifted positions, sitting up on her knees and leaning over the tub. The pain in her body was becoming unbearable, and she couldn't help but let out a moan as she tried to find some relief.

She was scared, alone, and in unimaginable pain. Her body was shaking as she struggled in the cold, dark basement. The warm water didn’t seem to be doing much anymore. She couldn't help but glance over at the blood-stained water, a constant reminder of the trauma she was enduring. She felt overwhelmed and wanted to give up, but she knew that she had no choice.

The sharp pain in her stomach intensified, causing her to grasp the side of the tub in agony. As the pain spread, she instinctively widened her knees, feeling the first urge to push. Suddenly, a loud shriek escaped her lips as she squatted back down and began to push with all her might.

She took a break from pushing and sat back down, catching her breath. Her back was against the bath wall and her legs were spread. As she sat, she could feel the next contraction beginning to take hold.

Her breathing quickened as she felt the pressure building in her lower abdomen. She quickly sat up in a push at the rush of another contraction. Her hands gripping the edge of the tub. She looked down as the water took in more blood.

She stopped pushing at the end of the contraction, feeling defeated and exhausted. She leaned over the end of the tub, tears streaming down her face, and started to sob. The thought of going through more pain and exhaustion was too much for her to handle. She just wanted it to be over.

She slowly stood up, feeling the weight of her pregnant belly as she grasped the edge of the bathtub for support. The warm, comforting water was now lukewarm and she knew it was time to move on to a different position. She slowly stood up, feeling the weight of her pregnant belly as she grasped the edge of the bathtub for support.

She felt the pain of the contraction and braced herself for the next one. As she stood up, her body tensed and she put all her energy into pushing. Her leg on the side of the tub helped her find leverage and she pushed with all her might.

With adrenaline pumping through her body, she got out of the tub and frantically rushed around the room for towels.

She could feel the weight of her unborn child pressing down on her and her heart raced with fear.

As the labor pains intensified, she began to lay towels on the ground. In between contractions, she would pause and take deep breaths to manage the pain.

She got down on all 4’s. Her pregnant belly hanging from her body. At the next contraction she pushed hard.

She could now feel the immense pressure of her baby moving down rapidly down to her vaginal canal, as the contractions intensified. She took deep breaths and braced herself.

She screamed in pain as she pushed harder, feeling as the baby's head slowly ripped through her vagina. The crowning was happening very slowly, causing intense pain and discomfort. But she continued to push.

As the baby's head emerged, she quickly reached down and pushed her flaps back. She felt the top of the babies head slowly emerge as she pushed with all her might. With each push, the baby's head moved closer and closer until finally, the head plopped out. Hanging from her body. She put her now bloodied hand and rested for a moment. As the next contraction hit, she let out a loud cry of agony and pushed harder than ever. With a final burst of energy, she lifted her leg and the baby came splurging out, crying loudly as it took its first breath. She lifted up the baby in utter shock, not knowing what to do. She was completely humiliated. She sat there as the babies cry’s filled the room.

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