"So it's settled... Gavin it is," he said

On the way home I felt a little weak, which was normal because I was taking insulin for my gestational diabetes. As we walked towards the bus stop my foot caught on a piece of metal sticking out of the ground. In an instant I was face first in the snow; before I could get up Cameron was by my side.

"Are you okay?" he said, grabbing my hand and helping me to my feet.

"Yeah fine, I landed with my hands first, so I don't think the baby felt a thing."

"Well, if you're sure you're alright..."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

That night as I lay in bed I noticed the baby kicking more than usual. Cameron had fallen asleep, so I got up to go to the bathroom. In mid pee I felt this huge urge to push. I was in so much pain I could hardly move. It felt like the worst period cramps I had ever had. Could this be the baby?, I thought, but in a couple of seconds I was able to stand up and return to my room.

The next morning we had plans to go out to the mall, but I wasn't feeling well, so my mom took me to the hospital. The doctor did an internal exam and determined that it would be best if I stayed in hospital for the remaining month. I remember thinking, "This is it! This is really happening!"

As visiting hours ended and I said goodbye to my husband and my mother, I headed back to my room. When I got there my nurse took some blood, checked my blood pressure and felt my belly to measure the baby's size. A few moments later the doctor came in and asked me a few questions, then told me I would be having a C-section because of the baby's size. This frightened me.