Oh thank god, he was out. She kind of collapsed back onto the bed, completely out of breath and felt like she was dying. And she knew she wasn't done. She watched and waited, and hoped that they could get done before she had to pass the afterbirth. They could totally get out of the room for that or both of them were going to pass out, she knew.
"When you're done.. take him out and get him washed up.. make sure he's okay.. I need uh.. to be alone for this part.." she swallowed.