Jane's Special Gift 2 A sibling on the way Chapter 4
Just a few weeks left before the baby would be born. Well, that is what the doctor said. Now that the final weeks are approaching, Dad decided to send me on paid leave. Of course, I protested, but it was more for my mother, so she wouldn't stress about me. She already lost me once, so losing me while she's still pregnant could hurt the baby.
At this moment, Mom and I just finished breakfast and I was cleaning the kitchen table while Mom was cleaning in the living room. Since a few days earlier, Mom started with cleaning the house. 'Nesting', that's what it's called, I believe. Making the home ready for the baby.
To be honest, it is kinda funny to see your mother busy with cleaning the house. But Dad made me promise that I wouldn't let her clean the kitchen, work in the garden or change some things in the nursery. So I just let her clean the rooms, while Dad or I would clean the kitchen once in a while.
After everything from that morning's breakfast was cleaned up, I went to the living room to see what my mother was up to. When I looked around, I saw my mother sitting on the ground. "Mom, what are you doing?" I asked her, since she could almost never sit still when she would be cleaning.
Mom looked up and she smiled. "I found an old album about you, honey." she said and I walked up to her. I became a little bit curious about the album. It wasn't like Mom never wanted to show me the album, but we never really looked at it. The photo album was an album about my mothers pregnancy.
"So, what is it like?" I asked her as I sat down next to her.
Mom smiled and she opened the album. The first picture was a picture of Mom and Granny. Mom was hugging Granny and they both looked very happy. "This was the first time I told your grandmother that I was pregnant." Mom chuckled and she looked at me. "She was really happy when heard about the news."
I looked to the clock and I looked back to Mom. "Mom, when did you have to go to the doctor?" She told me that she had an appointment with the doctor that day, but she didn't say when.
She looked to the clock and jumped up. "Oh dear, I'll be late..."
I shook my head. "Should I call Gran to pick you up?" I asked her as she put on her coat. Even though it was the end of April, it was still very cold. And Mom wasn't allowed to drive her car now she was at the end of her pregnancy.
Mom grabbed her appointment-card and she smiled. "No, my appointment is within an hour." she looked at me. "Why don't you come with me?"
I gave her a surprised look. "Would you want me with you?"
Mom laughed. "It's just an ultrasound, to see if the baby is in the right position."
I started to think for a few moments. I had to admit that it could be fun to see the baby before it was born, but I didn't know if I really wanted to see it. "I don't know, Mom. It sounds so..."
Mom laughed. "It is weird." she said and walked towards me. "I only have an appointment with the doctor for the ultrasound. No strange, personal questions and things like that. Just a screen where you can see the baby."
"Well, alright." I couldn't believe that I just said it. But I have to admit that I was curious how the baby looked like on a screen.
It was around two o'clock when Mom and I returned home. Let me tell you one thing. Seeing your little sibling on a screen like the way it looked now was really... well, I don't know actually how to call it. It's something between weird and completely strange.
"Do you want something to drink, Jane?" my mother asked as I walked to the stairs.
I gave her a little smile. "No thank you, Mom. I'll be downstairs at tea-time." I said and I walked upstairs. For some reason, I just wanted to be alone. But strangely enough, I didn't know why. I entered the bedroom that was across my room. The room was painted in soft colours.
It was the baby-room. Dad, Stella and I painted the room a couple of months ago. My mother was in charge of the colour-scheme, but we would do the hard work. And everything that we needed for the baby was already in that room. The furniture, like a cradle and the small stuff; like baby-clothes, plushy animals, baby-books and even diapers.
I sat down onto the rocking chair. My father placed it, so Mom could have a good seat when she would feed the baby. But until then, it would be a nice place to sit and think.
"You are very lucky, Jane." suddenly sounded and a ghostly figure appeared. Yeah, there is one thing I didn't tell you. I can see and speak to ghosts, spirits and other dead and ghostly creatures. The young woman came to me. It was one of my oldest friends, literary. Pele was the Hawaiian spirit of volcanoes and I don't know her age, but she must be hundreds of years old.
"What do you mean?" I asked her as she stood still in front of me. "And where are the others?"
Pele smiled. "They're hanging around somewhere." she made sure that she was looking into my eyes before she continued. "And what I meant, was that you have a family and you are getting a sibling."
Things had been different in the past. While I was at ITEX, I was the only one who survived the experiments of the Whitecoats. The other ones hadn't be so lucky, so I was on my own. Well, as far as you could see. But I was lucky to have my ghostly friends around me. They taught me how to talk, read and write and other important things. If it wasn't for them, I would never have escaped the ITEX and I would never have found my parents again. "Yeah, I am very lucky." I said with a smile and I stood up again. "It won't take long before my little brother or sister will be born."
"At least you know it will be healthy once it's born." said Pele and I looked at her. "You did see the baby, didn't you?"
"Yes, and the doctor said it was healthy."
"But..."
"Well... actually, there are no buts." I said as I walked to the window. The sun was shining and it wouldn't take long before the flowers would start to grow, which would make the world a lot more beautiful. I let out a sigh. "It's just still unreal, this whole sibling thing."
Pele placed a hand on my shoulder. "You'll get used to it." she said and I turned around. "I'll see you soon, Jane. I'm going to see where the others are."
"Alright, and say hello to Captain Edward Smith, Jack Philips, Wallace Hartley, Sissy and Jeremy from me, will you?" I said before Pele left.
"I will." said Pele and she disappeared into thin air.
I decided to go back to Mom and see if I could help her with something.
"Hey, Mom. Is everything alright?" I asked her as I walked into the kitchen. Mom was sitting on a chair and she looked a little bit pale.
"Yes, I'm alright. I think I just had a false contraction." she said with a small smile.
I had to blink a few times when I heard that. "Are... are you sure?" I didn't want to see my mother giving birth. That's one thing I don't want to see. Never! "Should I call Dad?"
"No, it's gone now. Like I said, it was just a false contraction."
I shook my head. "No, you said that you thought it was a false contraction. Are you sure...?"
Mom didn't even let me finish my sentence. "I'm positive, honey. It's gone now. And these things happen when you're pregnant."
I felt a shiver running down my spine. "I'm not gonna get pregnant." I said as I placed the kettle onto the gas. After I had heard all those pregnancy stories, I wasn't planning on getting pregnant.
"That's a shame." said Mom and I turned around. "I can't wait to see some grandchildren."
"You can wait a long time, Mom." I said as I sat down. "I can't understand how you can be so happy."
Mom started to laugh. "Honey, once the labour and all other bad things are over, you will just love any other thing about your pregnancy and certainly about your child." she looked at me. "While you were gone, your father and I only thought about our best times together with you and not about the worst times I sometimes had during my pregnancy. And I only remember the good times with you when you were back."
I gave Mom a little smile and then gave her a hug. "It still won't change my opinion about pregnancy, Mom."
"I could at least try." said Mom and we both started to laugh. We both knew my opinion wouldn't change for some years, but I have to say that I couldn't wait to see my little brother or sister for real.
Jane Volt doesn't belong to me, she belongs to Wolfmaiden96
Anita belongs to Tony Collingwood & (C)BBC
Pele is just her spirity self