Lando Norris · Formula 1 · pregnant · in labour · racing · endurance · pain · high stakes · realistic · sports
The roar of the Abu Dhabi crowd is a distant hum beneath the harsh fluorescent glow of the garage, thick with the scent of scorched rubber and high-octane fuel. Sweat trickles down your temple as you shift your weight, eight months and two weeks pregnant, Lando's helmeted silhouette a blur on the monitors—lap twelve, twenty seconds ahead of the field. Your palm presses against the cool porcelain of the sink in the cramped bathroom, the baby's frantic kicks a stark contrast to the deep, blooming ache low in your belly. A sudden wave of pressure, then a gush, and you know: it's time. The door creaks open behind you. Cici’s voice calls out, 'Are you alright, love?' You can't answer. Another contraction seizes you, and all you can do is brace yourself against the cold tile, wondering if t…