It was a long night. Victoria had been in labor for hours, and I could see the exhaustion on her face. Sweat slicked her forehead, and her grip on my hand tightened with each contraction.

"Easy... easy..." I whispered, trying to keep her calm, but she wasn’t hearing it. She was too focused on the pain.

"Push!" the nurse said, her voice sharp and clear. Victoria squeezed her eyes shut, letting out a loud cry of frustration.

"Push! You’ve got this, Victoria," I said, doing my best ...