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    My dad is waiting in the waiting room while my mom, Aunt Maggie, and Percy come into the room to help.
    “Katherine, are you ready to push? Your baby is ready to come into the world.”
    “Wait, I was supposed to get an epidural!” I shouted.
    “It’s too late for that, Katherine, you have to push.”
    “Mom, make them give me something. Please, Mom,” I sob.
    “Sweetie.”  My mom holds my face and looks into my eyes. “Look, millions of women for thousands of years have done this. You are a woman of the Earth; you can do this. Now, the doctor says push, so I want you to push! Don’t think about the pain think about the joy, focus on holding your baby.”
    I nod and bear down. “OK, I’m ready, I can do this.”
    “OK, Katherine, are you ready? Push! Keep pushing until I make it to ten then I want you to rest. Ready? PUSH!” the doctor yells. “One, two, three, four, KEEP PUSHING, KATHERINE, five, six, seven.
    The pain and pressure is too much, and I have to stop.
    “Sweetie, you did great. We have to push again, are you ready?”
    “I can see your baby crowning, are you ready?” the doctor asks. “PUSH, KATHERINE, one, two, three, four, you’re doing great, five, six.” 
    I hear my baby scream, and I lie back and cry while my mom and Aunt Maggie hug me and tell me how great I did. Percy watches them clean up the baby.
    “He is beautiful,” Percy says. 
    “I have a son.” My mother is wiping my face and rubbing ice on my lips. “I have a son,” I say with a smile on my face.

    “Miss Blackwell, my name is Hilary. I’m here with this little guy’s birth certificate. It needs to be signed so we can have it registered. I notice that you left the father’s information blank.” I don’t want to look her in the face.
    “She has the right not to list the information,” Percy declares from the doorway.
    “No, the information should only be left blank if she doesn’t know who the father is. We don’t notify the father that he has been named on a birth certificate, the only time a father is notified is if the mother applies for any kind of assistance, and the father is put on child support.”
    “I want to leave my father’s information blank,” I assert.
    “Then I need you to sign a second document stating you don’t know who the father is,” Hilary says with a nasty sneer on her face.
    “I’m not signing anything, and the fact that you’re in here badgering me is pissing me off. I’m sixteen years old; you need to wait for my parents.”
    She slams her clipboard down. “Lady,” I hear Percy say. “You better get the fuck out of my cousin’s room before I whip your ass. I’m already reporting your behavior don’t catch an ass whooping on top of that.” Hilary leaves, slamming the door, causing the baby to stir.
    “So what is his name?” Percy asks as she comes to the bed and brushes her hand over the baby’s hair that is sticking up all over the place. He squints his face up at the contact, and we both giggle.
    “His name is Michael Jareth Blackwell,” I answer, kissing MJ’s soft hair and sniffing his head. 
    The years that followed weren’t always easy, but I had the help of my family and the support of my community. It did take a village to raise my son, and I think we all did a pretty good job.

    “Bye, Mom. I love you!" MJ yells as he runs toward his class on the first day of kindergarten.
    “Wait, MJ, don’t you want you me to walk you in?” I’m trying to hold in my emotions, but it’s not working.
    “No, Mom, I’m a big kid. I’m not a baby. You have to get to your class,” he says as he pushes me toward the door.
    “OK, if you need me I’m in the middle school building. Have Mrs. Karas call me if you need anything!”
    “MOM,” he huffs. “I’m going to be ok just go!”
    “Ok, can I have a kiss? Wait, let me take a picture!” He poses by the door that says Mrs. Karas’ Kindergarten Class. He points to the owl with his name on it and