Kismet (Beyond the Bedroom Series)

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“Margie, can you hand me the Doppler and the gel out the warmer, please?” She covered my stomach in the gooey stuff again but this time, it was warm. I heard static and then a fast, swooshing sound. “That’s the baby’s heartbeat and it sounds perfect.”
     
    The baby’s heart beat caught me off guard. It sounded so cute. I had started feeling the baby move a few days ago. I could feel the baby go and rest on my bladder, which caused a lot of near accidents. I had to change underwear twice yesterday.
     
    Pregnancy is an amazing thing. I went online to see what stage the baby was going through and it almost brought me to tears. She was a little person now. I even put my blunt out and stopped smoking weed because I read her lungs were the last organ to grow. I had made my decision before the doctor had arrived.
     
    “Dr. Davis, I decided to give the baby to a foster care agency. I went online and looked some things up. I also made confidentiality contracts which I would like both of you to sign. No one knows I’m pregnant but you and your hospital staff and I want to keep it that way. I took off work for a few months to help a friend move and to start house hunting for a position I am taking out of state, or so everyone thinks. This will give me time to have the baby and send her off. I would like my entire chart and medical records once I am released from your care and also any documentation that will link me to the child. I will also continue to be a patient of yours as long as you’re a practicing physician. We will start all new records on my postpartum visit for your files. As for you, Mrs. Wright, I will need your help with placing my child in foster care because I don’t want to meet with anyone face to face. I will setup video conferences so I can see the families and will supply you with a list of question that I want asked. Dr. Davis, I am sure I’m making the right choice, but just in case I change my mind, I will have the foster care agency send updates to a PO Box every time my daughter is moved so if I ever want to regain custody, which I highly doubt, I will know where to start.”
     
    The two ladies looked at each other face to face and then Dr. Davis asked, “And what about delivery?” I had that planned out, too.
     
    “If my water should break unexpectedly, I will contact you or come to your hospital, otherwise, I want a planned C-section. From this point on, I would like house visits. I don’t want to risk the chance of being seen.”
     
    I advised Margie that I would be doing all the work when it came to the agencies. All she had to do was oversee it and allow the video conferences to be setup at her facility, which she agreed upon.
     
    Before they left, I got the signed copies of my confidentiality notices back and gave them unsigned copies. Nothing was left to do now but have this baby.
     
    The next morning, I had Stephanie bring me all my files from work. She had no idea I was pregnant and that’s just how I wanted it. When she arrived I was under a blanket on the couch. I told her I had the flu and would be working from home until I felt better and I needed her to be my legs.
     
    She offered to come by and take care of me, but I lied and told her one of the women I was seeing had me covered and thanked her for caring. She stormed out of my house like lightening.
     
    I was enjoying working from home. I didn’t have to worry how I looked, rush off to get my hair done or have a set 8 to 5 to get the job done. I worked on my own schedule.
     
    I ordered everywhere that delivered for lunch, yet pizza seemed to be my favorite. I wondered if it was a food Dre liked because that is all wanted. I called and ordered a vegetarian pizza and then I’d say, add chicken. I could now eat two medium pizzas by myself.
     
    I was getting big, but not just my waist and thighs. I could feel my breasts growing and the implants were pushing more against my skin. My ass was huge and no thanks to

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