Two Weeks after Freed
The sunrise pears into the windows of penthouse. The light awakens me from my sleep. I feel a hand touching my stomach and a faint voice in the room. I open my eyes and look down to see Christian laying close to my lower half. He's looking at my stomach and rubs his hand at flat belly.
"You're going to have a good and happy life. Me and your mommy love you so much and you're not even fully here yet. I promise to always be with you no matter we may be." My sweet Christian. He's fallen in love with this baby so fast. We're both scared about this unexpected little miracle but we are also excited.
"Hey you."
"Hi." He kisses my stomach.
"You and blip having a meeting?" I run my fingers through his hair.
"Kind of. It feels like forever until we meet him." He moves up the bed and lays next to me, keeping his hand on my stomach.
"Well we have the ultrasound today to figure out my due date." I stop talking when I get a wiff of his after shave.
"What is it? Are you alright?"
"I..Oh God." I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. I dunk my head into the toilet and throw up chunks. I feel my hair be pulled back and a hand on my back.
"I got you. It's alright, just let it out." He helps me sit up on my knees and grab some toilet paper to wipe my mouth. The morning sickness has been hitting me like a punching bag. "Do you need some water?"
"I'm good. I just need to take a bath."
"Okay."
"Care to join me?"
"Yes Mam. You want me to make you some breakfast?"
"You sure you wanna do that?" I say laying my head down on the seat as I stare at him. He laughs at my little quip.
"I think I can manage making pancakes."
"And bacon?"
"And bacon." He kisses my forehead. He helps me up on my feet and carries me to the tub.
's Office
"How are we feeling today?" says as she walks in.
"Very tired and nauseous." I says as Christian rubs my forehead.
"That's a given. Have you been feeling any more stomach pain?"
"No."
"Well as I told you. This is a follow up post accident to make sure there hasn't been any malformations caused by injuries. We're also going to get an estimate of your due date."
"Can you do it through the belly this time? The wand feels like a dildo getting shoved down there. No offense." Christian laughs at my little remark. I had told him about my initial sonogram while on the way here. He was confused about the whole wand but I told him about how the baby was so small that she had to use it.
"That's understandable. Let's lift up your shirt and get at look shall we?"
"I lift up my creme pink blouse and she puts a towel under my pants. She puts the cold gel on my stomach and puts the rectangle probe and smoothed it out. The machine turns and a thumping sound coming from it. Blip's little heartbeat was like a fast beating drum. He's gotten so big since I last saw him. I turn to see Christian's eyes welling up. He kisses
"Everything looks healthy. No abnormalities or malformations. There's the heartbeat and there's the spine. The ears are starting to develop and appendages are forming properly."
"When will we know if it's a boy or girl?" I ask.
"When you reach eighteen weeks, the fetal genitals would be visible to view through the ultrasound."
"My little blip." I smile touching the screen as the baby's heart keeps beating.
"He's beautiful, she's beautiful. Whatever it is, it's still beautiful." He says trying to compose himself.
"Looks like you just at nine weeks. I'd put your conception date at around mid-july so your shot ran out just about a few days prior. Although the baby is healthy, I'd like to continue bi-weekly appointments to monitor anything that pops up. Would you like pictures?"
"Yes we do." I say with excitement.
"Keep taking you pre-natal vitamins and I'll see you at the end of your trimester. If anything is wrong or even just the feeling of something, come straight to the hospital.
"Thanks Doc."
Escala
I wake up from my nap on the couch to hear the sound of a hammer. I get up and walk down the hall to our bedroom and see Christian putting wooden parts together. It looks like he's trying to build a crib.
"Christian, where did you get this?"
"It's a gift from my grandparents. I wanted to put it together."
I walk over to look at him and sit with him on the bed. "You know we have seven months to do this plus we're moving into the house in January so we have time."
"I just want to do better by this baby."
"Tell me what's wrong?" I rub his back and he sets down the tools on the floor. He runs his hand over his face and takes a breath.
"The baby was conceived when we were in Paris, that means when we came back you were already two weeks along. I got so mad at your and accused you for getting pregnant on purpose. This baby was meant to be here and I dehumantized him or her thinking that it was going to ruin our life."
"Christian, you were scared. I've forgiven you and so has this baby. We are going to love this kid like crazy." I say holding his face in my hands.
"I don't want to ever hurt blip."
"Blip is going to be fine. All we can do is try our best and hope that we do a great job."
"Do you still forgive me?"
"Of course I forgive you. You are my world and my heart. All your fucked up is my fucked up." He chuckles and I kiss him on the lips. I push him on his back and get on his lap. I pull my blouse off and and bend down to kiss him.
"Woah, you're really have the stamina."
"You should thank the baby for that." I kiss him and we roll over on the bed to put him on top of me.