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"Okay, so if you look really closely you'll see your little baby." The ultrasound technician informed Letty and Dom as they peered at the dark monitor. "It's like an odd blob."
"I don't see it." Letty said squinting her eyes.
"It's sometimes easier to look for the heartbeat. You see the flutter?" She asked them pointing at the screen. "That's its little head, and it's yolk sac."
"Like a chicken?" Letty asked aloud as she looked at the blurry picture.
"Yea, like a chicken." The technician said with a laugh.
"It kinda looks like an engine piston." Dom told her cocking his head to the side.
"I don't know what that looks like, but I'm sure it does."
"Why is there a hole where's it's head is?" Letty asked as she noted a dark spot where the technician's finger lay.
"Because it's a boy."
"What? You can tell that way?" Dom asked.
"No, I was just kidding." The technician laughed. "That there is its developing brain. That was just a little humor we like to tell expecting daddies. You won't know for a couple of weeks what the sex of the baby is."
"When will we know?" Dom asked.
"At about eighteen weeks; it can be sooner or later depending on the baby's position during that ultrasound appointment."
"So how far along am I?" Letty asked. She honestly had no idea when she got pregnant because she had only had symptoms in the last month. She and Dom were not exactly known for scheduling when and where they had sex. They often just took advantage whenever the opportunity would present itself, which averaged at about once every other day. That was up until the last two weeks when Letty had felt at her worst and found any excuse not to.
"About eight weeks. You still have thirty-two to go."
"So that means the baby is due when?" Dom inquired.
"Late May or early June. First babies tend to be late so that's just a ballpark estimate."
"Ok." Dom said with a nod while he processed all the things he had to get done by the time their child would arrive. Letty looked up at him with concern in her eyes.
"Well, I'm all done here. I'll go get Dr. Torres." The technician said before stepping outside.
"Dom, that's before graduation." She told him nervously.
"Maybe you can get your credits done early. People do that right?"
"Fuck." Letty muttered. "That is if they let me. You know those people hate me. They've just been itching to expel me, but I promised Mami the last time was really last time. I'll get my ass kicked, pregnant or not pregnant."
"Well maybe if you didn't talk back all the time or skip detention they'd like you better."
"They can go suck dick. They don't pay my bills, and you know Tony wouldn't give me extra hours because I got in trouble at school."
"Ask them, it wouldn't hurt." Dom told her with a shrug.
"I can't stand them knowing my business. They ask too many questions." Letty continued to complain. There was a knock at the door and they both looked up. Dr. Torres walked into their room and sat by the computer screen.
"So how are we doing?" She asked taking her seat. Letty gave her a defeated look and Dr. Torres gave her a small reassuring smile. "Yeah, that's normal, especially at your age."
"Is it going to be like this the whole time?"
"No, the first trimester can be brutal."
"I'm tired all the time. I can't keep anything down yet I'm hungry all the time. My boobs hurt. I have to actually wear bras now because their getting huge. The other day I cried during a commercial, a commercial! Did I tell you I'm not a crier?" Dr. Torres gave her an understanding nod and Dom looked at her confused. He had not known she felt so sick.
"That's perfectly normal. You're body is just getting used to having a baby so your hormones are a little wacky right now. Everything will stabilize once you enter your second trimester."
"Which will be?" Letty asked. The doctor took a moment to look through her file.
"About a month from now. You may also find that you may experience nosebleeds, or sensitive gums. You may even spot like a light period, but if you're bleeding heavily go to the emergency room immediately. You may be miscarrying, which isn't uncommon for the first trimester."
"Really?"
"Yes, we advise people not to announce their pregnancies before the first three months of gestation. Miscarriage can be a very sensitive matter."
"Oh." Letty said looking up at Dom. She was not sure how to react to the information considering she was not exactly thrilled about being pregnant in the first place.
"What's the likelihood of that happening?" Dom asked. He had been excited of the prospects of fatherhood and suddenly feared the possibility of it not happening.
"Pretty common, about 80% before twelve weeks and about 20% before week twenty."
"Wow, really?"
"Unfortunately yes. The fetus must fight to survive in the womb because your body literally attacks it like a virus infection when you first get pregnant. I see here you have history of being anemic."
"Yeah when I was younger."
"You're iron levels are low. I'm going to have you take some supplements along with other prenatal vitamins. We want you as healthy as possible if we want to reduce complications."
"Ok" Letty replied softly. There had been a lot of things she had never considered. "I didn't imagine pregnancy having so many factors."
"Yes it can have, and can be very uncomfortable." The doctor added sympathetically before turning to Dom. "Your job is to make sure mama here is happy."
"That won't be difficult." Dom said arrogantly.
"You'd be surprised. Mood swings can get pretty ugly." Dr. Torres cautioned in an amused tone. Dom gave her a look of dread. Letty had an extremely vicious side of her personality that would have anyone shaking their knees in fear. The doctor gave them a small chuckle as their eyes met awkwardly.
"Do you have anymore questions for me?"
"Uuuh-" Letty said unsure of herself. She had too many questions to count.
"We work on cars, anything we should avoid?" Dom asked.
"Hmm, I may have to look into that, but I would suggest staying away from heavy exhaust of nitrogen and oxides."
"So basically everything." Dom affirmed.
"Don't exaggerate." Letty warned. The last thing she wanted was to give Dom excuses to have her not do things.
"I would say avoid excessive exposure. A little bit of anything doesn't really hurt anyone." The doctor reassured. Letty looked up at Dom with a smile, but could tell he was not fully convinced. A few minutes later they left her doctors appointment with a sonogram in hand.
"You're only working the bodega and the books starting today." Dom told her.
"You can't be serious." Letty exclaimed rolling her eyes.
"You want to bet?"
"You're not my boss. That's Tony's call." Dom gave her a menacing look that she often did not argue with, though she would still defy what he had requested of her. Letty turned her attention to the sonogram. She could not believe that in just seven months the little blob she was staring at would become an actual human being that depended on her in every way.
"It looks like a little bobble head doll."
"Yeah it kinda does." Dom said grabbing the sonogram from her and taking a glance as he drove.
"This still doesn't feel real."
"It probably won't for a while."
"I can't believe I thought I was bloated this whole time." Letty said poking her abdomen. She was irregular and on the pill and she did not think much of the two missed periods and the small protruding pouch she was developing in her stomach area. "I wonder if I'll get my abs back. What if I get stretch marks? Ok, that's it. It's over for me."
"Ehh, I'll probably still bang you. Ah man, I forgot to ask about that." Dom said annoyed at his own actions. "What if it's unhealthy for the baby? What if I poke it?"
"Dom you're big, but you're not that big. I'm sure people do it all the time. Besides, you don't have to ask about anything because the last thing I want to do is that."
"Wait, hold up. You trying to say I'm gonna go this whole pregnancy without getting any?"
"Probably."
"That aint gonna cut it."
"Well that's just too bad." Letty asserted sassily. "Can we get fries? Oooh, and a milkshake?" She asked enthusiastically as they passed a Wendy's.
"Why should I?"
"Because I'm having your child."
"You can only use that card for so long."
"Yes, the next eighteen years. Hurry up. Bobbles is hungry, and I still have to make it to fifth period." Letty said snapping her fingers.
"Bobbles?"
"We don't have a name yet. What do you want from me? It's weird calling a person 'it' all the time."
"But Bobbles though?" Dom asked with a laugh. "It's not a fish."
"Think of something better. Until then it's name is Bobbles." Letty finalized.
"Whatever you want." He said with a smile.
"I want milkshake and fries." She asserted once again.
"Alright, alright, but just so you know, me tending to your every need does deserve some compensation." Dom insinuated.
"The gift of life. There you go" Letty said waving off his suggestion.
"Letty!" He whined.
"I'll think about it." She dismissed with a shrug and turned on the radio.
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