Chapter 2

It was now Monday and she had made an appointment with an ob-gyn to confirm the pregnancy. Then she would at least figure out how to tell him. She felt sick, and wasn't sure of it was from the pregnancy or her anxiety.

Arriving at the doctor's office, she felt bad she hadn't told Steve. She should have. She should have told him everything. About the pregnancy, about her fears. But those fears were what had kept her from telling him. She filled out her paperwork and sat in the waiting room, her heart racing. There was no denying it, at this point. She didn't know how to feel. She went from being terrified to anxious, to happy, to confused, to terrified again.

The nurse called her name and Catherine followed her down the halls to the white exam room. The nurse instructed her to sit on the exam table, and explained that she was going to take some blood. Catherine breathed deeply to calm. Maybe she wasn't actually pregnant. Maybe.

The nurse placed a bandaid over Catherine's arm and left the room, saying the doctor would be there shortly. Catherine waited patiently, looking around at all the pregnancy diagrams and pictures of babies in the womb and started to silently panic. She was going to have a baby?

About five minutes later, the door openned and a woman in her early forties with a white lab coat came in.

"Ms. Rollins? I'm Dr. Kelson," Catherine shook her hand.

"So I see this is going to be your first child? Congratulations." Dr. Kelson smiled. "Let's see exactly how far along you are."

"So, I am pregnant?" Catherine asked, her mind racing. The doctor laughed.

"Oh, sorry, I thought your already knew. Yes, you are going to have a baby." Catherine felt her eyes tear up, a soft smile on her face.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, just a little nauseous." She touched her stomach, feeling different than before. There is a baby in there, she thought.

"That's to be expected in thefirst trimester. Why don't we have a look on the ultrasound and see how far along you are."

Catherine climbed back up on the table, while Dr; Kelson situated the ultrasound machine. She lifted Catherine's shirt, exposing her still flat stomach and put some cold gel on it. And then began searching for the embryo. "There it is." She showed Catherine the tiny shape on the monitor. "It's looks like you're about 9 weeks along. I'll give you a picture."

Catherine nodded, her eyes still fixed on the shape of her baby on the screen.


Two days later, Catherine was sitting on the couch when Doris came in. She barely had time to say hello when a suden rush of nausea forced to run to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Doris was sitting at the table and motionned for Catherine to join her.

"So, when did you find out?"

Catherine looked at her puzzled. "Find out what?"

"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. When did you find out that you are pregnant?" Catherine's jaw dropped. "I.. How did you..?"

"You forget I had two children," Doris answered. "You haven't told Steve yet, have you?"

The younger woman shook her head. "I'm not sure how he'll take it." It felt good to tell someone, even of it was the wrong someone.