ultrasound.
There’s a light knock on the door and an older gentleman pokes his head in. “You decent, my dear?”
“Not really, but I’ll try to be.” I smirk and he lets loose a booming laugh, opening the door wider, pulling a shocked Twist in by the elbow along with him.
“Oh, hi.” I smile at Twist and his eyes grow a little wider as they take me in with my shirt scrunched up, exposing my stomach.
The doctor pulls a chair next to me and gestures for Twist to sit, and then makes his way around the table toward the large, portable machine.
“I found this young man out in the waiting room and told him he better get back here to show you some support, plus most guys get a kick out of this part anyhow.” He winks at me and I’m freaking out a little inside that Twist is actually in here with me.
“I wasn’t so sure if he’d be comfortable,” I respond quietly and Dr. Marsh waves me off.
“Nonsense. This is good for men; most don’t really realize that you have an actual baby in there until they see it on the screen or hold it in their hands. Now I see on your chart, you don’t know the sex of the child, but you’re interested to learn now?”
“Yes, if it isn’t too much trouble.”
“None at all. This is the best part of my day, besides dinner of course.” He grins and I chuckle at the silly man.
He squirts the cold blue goop on my stomach and then uses the wand thing to go over my belly, tinkering with the machine until the heartbeat is loud enough for us to easily hear it and you can see movement on the screen.
Twist draws in a quick breath and sits forward. “That’s the baby? And the noise?” He points to the speaker.
Dr. March smiles and starts pointing out different features, telling Twist about the heartbeat and normal rates to expect. Twist gives him his full attention, resting one of his hands on my tummy while he listens to everything the doctor says.
“So you see kids, if you look right here, it appears you’ll be welcoming a little boy into the world here shortly. And he’s a strapping young man, right on schedule growth wise; looks like he may be a little on the bigger side by delivery time. With your size, Sadie, we may be forced to do a cesarean to be frank with you.”
“I was hoping to do natural, but my other doctor had mentioned it also.”
“Natural births are great, but if it comes to it, I’d hate to see you or the little one distressed above the usual in delivery. I’m sure this young man here wouldn’t want to see anything happen to either one of you either.” He nods to Twist and I tear up. I can’t help it. Twist isn’t even my baby’s father, but he’s sitting next to me right now. I wish he was the father more than anything.
“Thank you,” I let out under my breath.
“Of course! Now, any questions for me?”
I go to shake my head, ready to leave, but Twist jumps in.
“Is she still high risk?”
“She’s doing really well, but it’s in her best interest to keep taking it easy. Whatever she’s been doing, have her keep it up because it’s agreeing with her pregnancy.”
“Okay, can she have sex?”
“Of course, son; it’s not like she’s going to get pregnant.” He smiles and Twist chuckles. “You just keep making her smile a lot, and this little one will be one happy baby.”
Twist nods. “Thank you,” he says and shakes Dr. Marsh’s hand.
“My pleasure. Now Sadie, you are welcome to use the wipes here to get that gel off and then schedule an appointment in about two weeks if possible. I’d like to start seeing you regularly as the time is getting much closer.”
“All right, no problem. Thanks again.”
He nods and closes the door as Twist stands, heading for the door.
“You’re leaving?”
“I was gonna pull the car up to the curb while you make your appointment.”
“Oh. Okay, awesome. I’m, ah, I’m sorry if this made you uncomfortable.”
“It was the best fuckin’ thing I’ve done in a very long
There’s a light knock on the door and an older gentleman pokes his head in. “You decent, my dear?”
“Not really, but I’ll try to be.” I smirk and he lets loose a booming laugh, opening the door wider, pulling a shocked Twist in by the elbow along with him.
“Oh, hi.” I smile at Twist and his eyes grow a little wider as they take me in with my shirt scrunched up, exposing my stomach.
The doctor pulls a chair next to me and gestures for Twist to sit, and then makes his way around the table toward the large, portable machine.
“I found this young man out in the waiting room and told him he better get back here to show you some support, plus most guys get a kick out of this part anyhow.” He winks at me and I’m freaking out a little inside that Twist is actually in here with me.
“I wasn’t so sure if he’d be comfortable,” I respond quietly and Dr. Marsh waves me off.
“Nonsense. This is good for men; most don’t really realize that you have an actual baby in there until they see it on the screen or hold it in their hands. Now I see on your chart, you don’t know the sex of the child, but you’re interested to learn now?”
“Yes, if it isn’t too much trouble.”
“None at all. This is the best part of my day, besides dinner of course.” He grins and I chuckle at the silly man.
He squirts the cold blue goop on my stomach and then uses the wand thing to go over my belly, tinkering with the machine until the heartbeat is loud enough for us to easily hear it and you can see movement on the screen.
Twist draws in a quick breath and sits forward. “That’s the baby? And the noise?” He points to the speaker.
Dr. March smiles and starts pointing out different features, telling Twist about the heartbeat and normal rates to expect. Twist gives him his full attention, resting one of his hands on my tummy while he listens to everything the doctor says.
“So you see kids, if you look right here, it appears you’ll be welcoming a little boy into the world here shortly. And he’s a strapping young man, right on schedule growth wise; looks like he may be a little on the bigger side by delivery time. With your size, Sadie, we may be forced to do a cesarean to be frank with you.”
“I was hoping to do natural, but my other doctor had mentioned it also.”
“Natural births are great, but if it comes to it, I’d hate to see you or the little one distressed above the usual in delivery. I’m sure this young man here wouldn’t want to see anything happen to either one of you either.” He nods to Twist and I tear up. I can’t help it. Twist isn’t even my baby’s father, but he’s sitting next to me right now. I wish he was the father more than anything.
“Thank you,” I let out under my breath.
“Of course! Now, any questions for me?”
I go to shake my head, ready to leave, but Twist jumps in.
“Is she still high risk?”
“She’s doing really well, but it’s in her best interest to keep taking it easy. Whatever she’s been doing, have her keep it up because it’s agreeing with her pregnancy.”
“Okay, can she have sex?”
“Of course, son; it’s not like she’s going to get pregnant.” He smiles and Twist chuckles. “You just keep making her smile a lot, and this little one will be one happy baby.”
Twist nods. “Thank you,” he says and shakes Dr. Marsh’s hand.
“My pleasure. Now Sadie, you are welcome to use the wipes here to get that gel off and then schedule an appointment in about two weeks if possible. I’d like to start seeing you regularly as the time is getting much closer.”
“All right, no problem. Thanks again.”
He nods and closes the door as Twist stands, heading for the door.
“You’re leaving?”
“I was gonna pull the car up to the curb while you make your appointment.”
“Oh. Okay, awesome. I’m, ah, I’m sorry if this made you uncomfortable.”
“It was the best fuckin’ thing I’ve done in a very long
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