for you to be sick all the way down.”
“This is true,” I agree.
“I guess we should call my parents now. Only I’m sure
we'll be on the phone a lot longer.”
“You’re probably right.” I know how much his parents
enjoy talking to us. They will be so excited to hear about the
baby, we will indeed be on the phone a while.
Twenty
On
Friday
morning,
Ingo
comes
with
me
to
my
appointment. My doctor, Judy March, is a good friend of
Jessica’s. A kind and pleasant woman, she is a lot like Jessica as
far as personality, and I can see why they are friends. She gives
me a full checkup and pronounces me healthy. The baby will be
due in July and I am grateful I won’t have to go through the
complete summer pregnant.
The following morning after we finish breakfast, Ingo
suggests that we go window shopping for baby things and I
eagerly agree. We spend the morning roaming in and out of
various stores and see so many cute things, Ingo insists on
purchasing a few. Shaking my head, I laugh as we walk out of
store after store carrying full shopping bags.
“Just a few things, huh?” I say.
“I can’t help myself. I’m in a spoiling mood already.”
“I can see that.”
We put everything in the trunk. As he closes it, I give into
the urge to wrap my arms around his waist. “Thank you for this
morning, and for being so wonderful.”
“You're welcome, love. Thank you for giving me a reason
to smile each day.”
We have lunch at Romano's Macaroni Grill . It is one of my
favorite restaurants, and now that I am expecting, I don’t feel
as guilty about stuffing myself. Not that I've had to worry much
about my weight in the past. So far, I have been one of those
lucky people who can eat basically anything and not worry
about my figure. But I'm sure that will change after I have the
baby.
We enjoy a leisurely lunch and talk of our plans for the
future. Afterward, we stop by the boutique and visit with
Jessica for a few minutes before heading home.
We carry the bags up to our room. Sensing how tired I
am, Ingo insists that I take a nap, and I am so worn out, I don’t
protest.
“I don’t remember shopping ever being this exhausting,”
I say, dropping my head on the pillow.”
He covers me with a fleece blanket and kneels beside the
bed. “I’m sorry I wore you out today.”
“No, don’t be sorry,” I say, placing a hand on his cheek.
“It was a lot of fun. And I really enjoyed watching you. You
can out-shop me any day.”
He smiles, kissing my palm. “We’re just going to have to
make sure you take it a little easier for a while. You relax and
get some rest. I’ll take care of dinner this evening.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I know, but I want to.”
“You’re just too good to me.”
“I could never be too good to you, love.” He kisses me
and leaves me to sleep.
A while later, Ingo awakens me.
“I’m sorry to wake you, love, but your cousin Velma is on
the phone. I thought you would want to talk to her.”
This is a pleasant surprise. “Yes, I would.” I pick up the
phone and Ingo leaves me to talk.
“Hello, Velma.”
“Hi, Cisely. I’m sorry about waking you, but I just wanted
to see how you were doing.”
I smile, happy to actually have someone in my family
thinking of me. “I’m glad you called. How have you been?”
“I've been great. I’m enjoying being out on my own. I
love the freedom. How are you?”
“I am doing well. I have an amazing husband and . . . I'm
pregnant.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Girl, I’m so happy for you and Ingo!”
“Thanks. We’re pretty happy, too.”
“Have you found out when you are due?”
“Yes, we're having a July baby.”
“That’s good. I am so excited for you guys.”
“So are we. In fact, Ingo is so excited, he nearly bought
out a few department stores today. We were only supposed to
be window shopping.”
Velma laughs. “I can only hope to find a guy like that one
day.”
“You will. I am sure of it.”
“From
“This is true,” I agree.
“I guess we should call my parents now. Only I’m sure
we'll be on the phone a lot longer.”
“You’re probably right.” I know how much his parents
enjoy talking to us. They will be so excited to hear about the
baby, we will indeed be on the phone a while.
Twenty
On
Friday
morning,
Ingo
comes
with
me
to
my
appointment. My doctor, Judy March, is a good friend of
Jessica’s. A kind and pleasant woman, she is a lot like Jessica as
far as personality, and I can see why they are friends. She gives
me a full checkup and pronounces me healthy. The baby will be
due in July and I am grateful I won’t have to go through the
complete summer pregnant.
The following morning after we finish breakfast, Ingo
suggests that we go window shopping for baby things and I
eagerly agree. We spend the morning roaming in and out of
various stores and see so many cute things, Ingo insists on
purchasing a few. Shaking my head, I laugh as we walk out of
store after store carrying full shopping bags.
“Just a few things, huh?” I say.
“I can’t help myself. I’m in a spoiling mood already.”
“I can see that.”
We put everything in the trunk. As he closes it, I give into
the urge to wrap my arms around his waist. “Thank you for this
morning, and for being so wonderful.”
“You're welcome, love. Thank you for giving me a reason
to smile each day.”
We have lunch at Romano's Macaroni Grill . It is one of my
favorite restaurants, and now that I am expecting, I don’t feel
as guilty about stuffing myself. Not that I've had to worry much
about my weight in the past. So far, I have been one of those
lucky people who can eat basically anything and not worry
about my figure. But I'm sure that will change after I have the
baby.
We enjoy a leisurely lunch and talk of our plans for the
future. Afterward, we stop by the boutique and visit with
Jessica for a few minutes before heading home.
We carry the bags up to our room. Sensing how tired I
am, Ingo insists that I take a nap, and I am so worn out, I don’t
protest.
“I don’t remember shopping ever being this exhausting,”
I say, dropping my head on the pillow.”
He covers me with a fleece blanket and kneels beside the
bed. “I’m sorry I wore you out today.”
“No, don’t be sorry,” I say, placing a hand on his cheek.
“It was a lot of fun. And I really enjoyed watching you. You
can out-shop me any day.”
He smiles, kissing my palm. “We’re just going to have to
make sure you take it a little easier for a while. You relax and
get some rest. I’ll take care of dinner this evening.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I know, but I want to.”
“You’re just too good to me.”
“I could never be too good to you, love.” He kisses me
and leaves me to sleep.
A while later, Ingo awakens me.
“I’m sorry to wake you, love, but your cousin Velma is on
the phone. I thought you would want to talk to her.”
This is a pleasant surprise. “Yes, I would.” I pick up the
phone and Ingo leaves me to talk.
“Hello, Velma.”
“Hi, Cisely. I’m sorry about waking you, but I just wanted
to see how you were doing.”
I smile, happy to actually have someone in my family
thinking of me. “I’m glad you called. How have you been?”
“I've been great. I’m enjoying being out on my own. I
love the freedom. How are you?”
“I am doing well. I have an amazing husband and . . . I'm
pregnant.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Girl, I’m so happy for you and Ingo!”
“Thanks. We’re pretty happy, too.”
“Have you found out when you are due?”
“Yes, we're having a July baby.”
“That’s good. I am so excited for you guys.”
“So are we. In fact, Ingo is so excited, he nearly bought
out a few department stores today. We were only supposed to
be window shopping.”
Velma laughs. “I can only hope to find a guy like that one
day.”
“You will. I am sure of it.”
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