Her blood is on my hands as I slowly pull the life out of her.

I can hear her howl as she curses the pain
I feel the power course through her body like crashing waves as she struggles through this ancient ritual
Each labored breath is taken strategically and deliberately, and with it a crescendo begins; initiated by a ****** prior
Rising now, steadily, as steam off a ***.
Boiling.
Screaming.
Screaming.

Cut.

A soft cry.

A steady stream of congratulations and oxytocin.

A baby is born.