The overattention was a little annoying but she understood it. He hadn't gone through it before, but she had. She knew how to listen to her body, and knew how to make sure the children would be alright. She'd survived when she'd been young and would survive now.
Now, it was telling her they wanted out. The first contractions that had hit she'd endured to make sure it hadn't been false but when Patrick called she knew they should go to the hospital. She'd already arranged for Ella to be at her father.
"Well good news then," she took a harsh breath and went to him, handing him the bag she'd had packed a while ago. "They want out."