Chapter 3: May

About halfway through the month, Leonard and I both went over to our former roommate's apartment, which happened to be my old apartment from when I first moved to Pasadena. Just thinking about telling our friends about the baby actually gave me shivers, in more of a good way. For the past three months, only me, Leonard and the doctor knew, and finally, I would be able to talk to my friends about it. Actually get pointers from Bernadette, as she has both a girl and a boy. Halley and Michael.

When we arrived at the apartment block, we both got out the car, and I checked the time -to make sure we weren't too late- but ended up smiling at my lock screen, which was the twelve-week profile we had gotten earlier last week. Even though the picture was bad quality, I couldn't get over the fact of how cute he or she was.

We both then walked through the door, using the key that we had accidentally not returned when we had moved out. Leonard took my hand, and we began walking up the four flights of stairs to their apartment.

"I'm still wondering when the hell they're going to fix the damn elevator." I sighed, stepping on to the third floor, and slightly running out of breath.

"Penny, the elevator randomly broke almost twenty years ago. If they didn't do it then, they aren't going to do it now," Leonard mentioned, keeping his head forward.

"You mean, you broke the elevator almost twenty years ago."

Leonard pursed his lips and stayed quiet for a moment. I stopped halfway up the last flight of stairs and stared at him, whilst trying to hide my smile. "Maybe..." He managed to whisper, before looking straight forward again, and continuing to walk up the stairs.

I followed him up the last stretch, whilst thanking god we still wouldn't have to do those stairs at the end of the pregnancy. But to be honest, I'm already struggling with the stairs at home. He knocked on the apartment door across from where we used to live. A few moments later, we were greeted by Sheldon, who angrily glared at us.

"You're late." He sneered. "What's your excuse?"

Leonard and I both stayed quiet, not wanting to reveal the fact that we had stopped a few times on the way to stop myself from throwing up in the car.

"Do we need an excuse? We live a while away, and we left late."

Sheldon narrowed his eyes, before being barked at by Amy to let us in. He moved out the way and fully opened the door. Leonard let me in first, and I turned to see him playfully sneer at him as he entered the apartment.

"Oh, it's nice to see you got here safe." Bernadette smiled, appearing from the bedroom of the apartment, after -what I could presume- going to the bathroom.

I raised my eyebrows at her, and she ignored it, pushing away the conversation.

Leonard walked over to the kitchen, before taking a glass of wine for him and myself, which I immediately put down on the coffee table.

"Haven't you brought Halley and Michael?" Leonard wondered, standing behind me, starting off the plan.

"Leonard, the first thing you've got to know about parenting is that you never bring kids to a wine tasting." Howard deadpanned, glaring at Leonard, which then caused me to glare back at him.

"What Howie is trying to say is that we've left them with Stuart today." Bernadette interrupted.

I looked up at Leonard, and he smiled, which was telling me to drop the news. Leonard had successfully pulled off, yet, another correct hypothesis.

"Well, thanks for the first piece of advice, Howard," I said, trying to hide my smile, which didn't work very well.

"What?" Both Howard and Bernadette asked.

Leonard put his glass down next to mine, and I saw Amy's face light up.

"Penny, why haven't you drank any wine?" She asked, looking over at me with a small smile.

I only shrugged my shoulders as a response as I felt my heartbeat in the bottom of my feet.

"Are you-?" Bernadette wondered, butting in.

I stood up and grabbed my phone from my back pocket. I held out the phone out and they all gathered around. Amy almost knocked the phone out of my hand as she hugged me tightly, whilst Bernadette began jumping up and down with excitement.

I pulled away from Amy and put my thumb against my eye, to stop myself from crying. "Ah! Stupid hormones." I complained, but with a huge smile on my face.

"Guys! This is absolutely amazing! You're gonna have a baby!" Bernadette squealed.

"The baby looks like Leonard from the side." Sheldon blurted.

I looked confused over at him, before turning to Leonard, who was looking at his ex-roommate the same way, before back down at the picture. I repeated it a few times, before realizing that he was right.

"Oh, my god! He really does!" I responded, trying not to shout.

"He! Do you guys know what you're having?"

"Wha! No! I've just been calling it a he recently. I've got a really strong feeling it's gonna be a boy." I answered back, laughing a little.

Bernadette nodded in agreement. "Well, stick with the often or not, your right. A mother is most often right."

When we got home, we called our parents, but of course, and not to my surprise, Beverly didn't pick up. Leonard offered just to text her to tell her, but I made him believe that it was a little mean. Leonard's dad seemed happy for the two of us, and both my parents seemed over the moon, which, again, didn't surprise me. According to Leonard, my dad had been hoping for me and Leonard to get together. Apparently, he wanted grandchildren before he died, that were born out of wedlock.

Leonard hung up on my parents after an hour conversation and smiled over at me. "So, it's really official now, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is," I mumbled, loud enough for him to hear.

"We're having a baby." He smiled.

"We're having a baby," I repeated, before moving closer to him and pressing my lips to his. It was official. Everyone knew, and we didn't have to hide anything.

At the very end of the month, Leonard and I walked into the doctors' office again for a regular check-up, but as well as an ultrasound that would tell us the sex of the baby.

As I sat down on the chair, they started up the ultrasound machine and began the appointment. They pointed out the arms, feet, spine and everything else, and especially the heartbeat.

"Are you two ready to find out?" Doctor Malestone asked, looking at both.

For the past few weeks, I had been having a really strong feeling about the baby being a boy, and Leonard really thought it was a girl.

"Yeah!" We both answered simultaneously, both smiling too.

"Okay," Malestone said with a smile, before going quiet for a moment.

I took Leonard's hand tightly, and he kissed my forehead.

"It looks like you're going to have a little boy." Doctor Malestone continued, smiling at both of us.

I looked into Leonard's eyes with a sense of pride that I had gotten it right. I pressed my lips against his as the doctor's words repeated in my head.

We were having a little boy, in a little over five months.