A/N: This starts with Lizzie walking into her house. The ultra sound is
over. You don't know what her doctor, Dr. Mackenzie, told her until she
calls Miranda and tells her the news.
~*~ Lexi Lalime ~*~
Chapter Three
I walked into the house, still amazed. As I put my shoes and jacket into the closet I told Gordo, "I'm going to call Miranda. She needs to know and I need to talk to somebody."
Gordo nodded. I think that he understood what I was saying.
So I walked upstairs into my bedroom and sat on the bed. I picked up the phone, and then put it down. I ran to the bathroom. Sure enough, I had another bout of morning sickness. I walked back and picked up the phone. I dialed Miranda and Matt's number and waited.
On the second ring I heard Miranda's voice say, "Hello."
"Miranda?" I asked.
"Yeah. Lizzie is something wrong. Wait, you just went to your first ultra sound didn't you? Is something wrong with your baby?" She sounded really concerned. "Is everything alright?"
I took a deep breath. "Yep, everything's fine. It's just that..." I stopped.
"It's just that what?" Miranda asked.
"I'm having *babies*," There. I'd said it. Now I just needed to hear a reaction. As long as she said something.
"Oh my God Lizzie! You're having twins?!" Miranda squealed.
"Actually, no. I'm..." I started to say. I was trying to think of how to put it when Miranda interrupted again.
"Triplets?! You're so lucky, Liz." Miranda said, half in awe.
"Miranda listen!" I exclaimed. "No. Quadruplets. Gordo and I just found out and I don't know what to do. I want to keep them all but I'm kinda worried. You know cuz of my health and supporting them and stuff. I just wanted to tell you and hear what you thought." I said that all in one breath. It felt good to tell somebody, to hear what they had to say.
"Wow," Miranda whispered. "I'm going to be the aunt of Quads." She started talking normally again and said, "Do you know the genders of them yet. Well, that's a stupid question. You're only 10 weeks along aren't you?"
"Yeah," was all I got to say before Miranda started talking again.
"Well, Lizzie, I wasn't planning on telling anybody this yet but I know what I'm going to have," she said. I remembered her other pregnancies. With Kyle she didn't know herself. The second time, with Carrie, she knew and so did Matt but they hadn't been told anybody.
Miranda stopped talking and I realized that I probably should have been saying something. Talk about pregnancy slowness. "What?" I asked. I thought to myself, "Brilliant. She's about to tell you something she doesn't normally tell people and all you can say is 'What?' Nice."
Miranda didn't seem to mind though. "It's a boy." She sounded excited. "I'm glad Kyle's going to have somebody to play with. Carrie plays with Haylie a lot but Kyle doesn't have anybody. I know that the baby's going to be a little young but it's better than the girls. I know he likes them but he always complains about having to play with dolls and Barbies if he's going to play with the other kids."
I laughed. Our conversation slowly started to leave the topic of our kids. Miranda brought up a topic that interested me though about a half-hour later. "Oh, I almost forgot. Did you hear about the high school reunion?"
"No," I said slowly. "What is it?"
"Oh. It's just a reunion for anybody who was in our grade in 2004. It's a 10-year reunion. It's on June 1st. You'll probably get your letter today or tomorrow. I just got mine yesterday."
"That's in just under two months," I said, half to myself.
"Yeah, so?" Miranda asked.
"Miranda, I'll be about 19 weeks pregnant! Do you know how big I'm going to be?"
"Oh well. Everybody's taking all of their kids," Miranda paused, she must have been thinking about something. "But it said that they were going to have enough time for everybody to have 5 minutes to say what's been going on in their life. Well not everybody," she continued, "just roughly 5 minutes for each couple."
"Okay, I'll tell Gordo. Good luck at your next ultra sound Randa," I said. I was referring to her ultra sound that she had told me about. It was going to be the next day.
"Bye Lizzie. Congratulations on the quadruplets!" Miranda said.
"Thanks. Bye."
"Bye."
Chapter Three
I walked into the house, still amazed. As I put my shoes and jacket into the closet I told Gordo, "I'm going to call Miranda. She needs to know and I need to talk to somebody."
Gordo nodded. I think that he understood what I was saying.
So I walked upstairs into my bedroom and sat on the bed. I picked up the phone, and then put it down. I ran to the bathroom. Sure enough, I had another bout of morning sickness. I walked back and picked up the phone. I dialed Miranda and Matt's number and waited.
On the second ring I heard Miranda's voice say, "Hello."
"Miranda?" I asked.
"Yeah. Lizzie is something wrong. Wait, you just went to your first ultra sound didn't you? Is something wrong with your baby?" She sounded really concerned. "Is everything alright?"
I took a deep breath. "Yep, everything's fine. It's just that..." I stopped.
"It's just that what?" Miranda asked.
"I'm having *babies*," There. I'd said it. Now I just needed to hear a reaction. As long as she said something.
"Oh my God Lizzie! You're having twins?!" Miranda squealed.
"Actually, no. I'm..." I started to say. I was trying to think of how to put it when Miranda interrupted again.
"Triplets?! You're so lucky, Liz." Miranda said, half in awe.
"Miranda listen!" I exclaimed. "No. Quadruplets. Gordo and I just found out and I don't know what to do. I want to keep them all but I'm kinda worried. You know cuz of my health and supporting them and stuff. I just wanted to tell you and hear what you thought." I said that all in one breath. It felt good to tell somebody, to hear what they had to say.
"Wow," Miranda whispered. "I'm going to be the aunt of Quads." She started talking normally again and said, "Do you know the genders of them yet. Well, that's a stupid question. You're only 10 weeks along aren't you?"
"Yeah," was all I got to say before Miranda started talking again.
"Well, Lizzie, I wasn't planning on telling anybody this yet but I know what I'm going to have," she said. I remembered her other pregnancies. With Kyle she didn't know herself. The second time, with Carrie, she knew and so did Matt but they hadn't been told anybody.
Miranda stopped talking and I realized that I probably should have been saying something. Talk about pregnancy slowness. "What?" I asked. I thought to myself, "Brilliant. She's about to tell you something she doesn't normally tell people and all you can say is 'What?' Nice."
Miranda didn't seem to mind though. "It's a boy." She sounded excited. "I'm glad Kyle's going to have somebody to play with. Carrie plays with Haylie a lot but Kyle doesn't have anybody. I know that the baby's going to be a little young but it's better than the girls. I know he likes them but he always complains about having to play with dolls and Barbies if he's going to play with the other kids."
I laughed. Our conversation slowly started to leave the topic of our kids. Miranda brought up a topic that interested me though about a half-hour later. "Oh, I almost forgot. Did you hear about the high school reunion?"
"No," I said slowly. "What is it?"
"Oh. It's just a reunion for anybody who was in our grade in 2004. It's a 10-year reunion. It's on June 1st. You'll probably get your letter today or tomorrow. I just got mine yesterday."
"That's in just under two months," I said, half to myself.
"Yeah, so?" Miranda asked.
"Miranda, I'll be about 19 weeks pregnant! Do you know how big I'm going to be?"
"Oh well. Everybody's taking all of their kids," Miranda paused, she must have been thinking about something. "But it said that they were going to have enough time for everybody to have 5 minutes to say what's been going on in their life. Well not everybody," she continued, "just roughly 5 minutes for each couple."
"Okay, I'll tell Gordo. Good luck at your next ultra sound Randa," I said. I was referring to her ultra sound that she had told me about. It was going to be the next day.
"Bye Lizzie. Congratulations on the quadruplets!" Miranda said.
"Thanks. Bye."
"Bye."