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I OWN NOTHING RELATED TO GILMORE GIRLS
"Today is 20 weeks!" I smiled, as I walked into the kitchen, Logan was making French toast for the three, soon to be 4 of us.
"20 weeks?" he pretended to be confused, I threw a pillow at him that he caught before landing in the batter, "That's halfway, how are we both doing?" he kissed me slightly swollen stomach,
"We're good," I smiled, "You're coming to the appointment today right?"
"Which one?" he asked,
"You can't come to both?"
'Of course I can, I just like making the vein in your forehead pop." He smiled, kissing my forehead,
"Okay, so our doctor's appointment in at two and then the parent teacher meeting is at three thirty."
"I'll just stay with you then, we can get ice cream after your doctor's appointment and then meet with Lena's teacher. I can't believe there are parent teacher meetings in kindergarten."
"Well, shes in senior kindergarten if that helps."
"She's five, what trouble could she have possibly gotten into? She's my princess."
"Oh its not a bad thing interview,"
"They have good thing interviews?"
"Little hell raiser," I poked his nose, "She wants to talk about how her learning is coming along."
"Is there a problem? Is she behind?"
"Not from what I've seen, checking over her reading and everything if anything I think she's ahead."
"Really? Mom thinks her daughter is brilliant, surprising." He teased me,
"Mommy!" Lena ran into the kitchen,
"How's my girl?" I asked, fixing her braid,
"I'm good, I dressed myself this morning Mommy, look!" she twirled around, shocking my by her outfit actually matching,
"You look wonderful honey," I smiled, "So afterschool today Daddy and I are going to meet with your teacher."
"Did I do something bad?" she asked,
"Not at all! We just are meeting with your teacher to see how you are doing in school because you're transitioning to grade 1 next year and we want to make sure everything is good to go." Logan assured her,
"This early?" she asked,
"We want to stay ahead of the game." Logan smiled,
"That sounds okay," she nodded and Logan lifted her up to the counter and sat her on the stool and served her breakfast, I was just finishing eating my breakfast when my phone went off,
"HAPPY 20 WEEKS!" Mom yelled through the phone,
"Hi Mom," I laughed,
"How does it feel?" she asked eagerly,
"Feels good, we have a doctor's appointment today to make sure everything is going well."
"Make sure to drink apple juice before you go, get better video and pictures of her moving around."
"I still haven't felt her kick," I sighed, resting my hand on my stomach that was showing more prominently now, but still no kicking. I was beginning to be worried,
"She'll kick when she's ready. James didn't kick until 21 weeks, I wouldn't worry. Ask the doctor about it if you're concerned."
"I probably will," I admitted, knowing that usually in second pregnancies that the kicking happens early on, I was now worried that the hyperemesis gravidarum had had a negative effect on her that hadn't been detected yet,
"Try to relax, enjoy pregnancy. You get to eat a lot and sit around a lot, only negative is the swollen feet and ankles…and the belly and the pushing a human out of you but then you get this amazing little person that you created. In just 20 weeks, you get to experience it again and start thinking up girl names, I'm feeling another granddaughter."
"I'll do what I can to produce a girl Mom," I laughed, "But as I told you before, we're waiting to be surprised."
"No! No surprise, I wanna know now." She pouted,
"Tough cookies," I teased,
"Cookies?"
"Lena is in the room." I reminded her,
"So is James," she laughed,
"Put him on, I want to say hi to my brother!" I cheered, as she held the phone up to James, "Hi James, how are you? It's your big sister Rory, I can't wait to see you again."
"Okay, times up, he yep, he just spit up. Luke?" she called, I heard her fussing in the back ground then she came on the phone, "Okay, so the real reason for my call."
"I thought it was that you were excited at that I was halfway through the pregnancy call."
"It was, partly. Grandma wants you to come down for dinner."
"That's not happening."
"Oh come on, I'm going and they haven't seen you since your wedding and they want to see you all pregnant again. This time, planned! A new one for our family, they're excited and eager to see how you're doing. Grandpa will be there, come on you like him."
"Fine, fine I'll come. Does Logan have to come?"
"It would be preferable."
"And Lena?"
"Highly requested."
"So it's a family dinner." I stated, "It's a Friday night dinner all over again."
"Except this time it's not mandatory only highly advised that you show up."
"Fine, fine. We'll be there, and they had better not offer Logan a drink or we're getting up and leaving."
"I will tell Grandma and Grandpa that."
"Thank you, now we have to drop Lena off at work and then I get to go into work today. I'm very excited. Then we have a doctor's appointment and then a meeting with Lena's teacher."
"Why is she not doing well?" Lorelai asked, I stepped out of Lena's hearing range while Logan got her dressed for going outside,
"She's doing fine, I've been looking over her worksheets and everything. She's reading at a third grade level I have no idea why she wants to see us."
"Maybe she's just so brilliant she's teaching the class instead." She laughed,
"That'd actually be okay," I smiled, Logan flagged me down, "Got to go Mom, love you. See you Friday."
"Love you too Rory."
"Bye Rory!' Luke yelled from the background, I smiled and called goodbye back to Luke before getting ready to go with Lena and Logan,
"Good call?"
"We're going to Friday night dinner." I blurted out as I buckled my seat belt
"We're what now?" Logan said,
"We're going to Friday night dinner, my mom is kind of making us."
"Why can't we say no?"
"Because we haven't seen them since the wedding and their excited about the new baby and want to see how we're all doing."
"What's the catch?"
"I don't know yet," I admitted. We sat in comfortable silence as we drove to Lena's school, dropping her off before Logan took me to work. He was picking me up later to take us to my doctor's appointment and partly to make sure that I didn't overdo it by working too many hours. I was excited to be back at work, actually in the workplace. I'd be back at work, doing work anyway for a couple of weeks now, but to actually getting dressed in my suit and ready to work, despite it being maternity clothes I still felt confident and good and ready to work.
"How's my working girl?" Logan smiled as I came down into the car,
"It was good, I love the new girl she's great and gets the decaf coffee for me even when I don't really want it."
"You want it caffeine isn't good for the baby, apple juice is. Here you go." Logan handed me my apple juice that I downed quickly not really liking the taste of apple juice but knowing the sugar would get the baby moving and finally kicking. I felt slight movement, defiantly knowing that there was something in there, but not enough that Logan could feel it and I was eager for kicking that let me know she was okay and that she was good in there,
"Chugging it isn't exactly a good thing." Logan advised, handing me some water that I had to drink before an exam, I sipped on that in an exaggerated movement humoring him,
"I meant more that a sugar rush isn't good for the baby but neither is hiccups," he smiled at me, and I smiled at him and sipped on the water as we drove in comfortable silence to arrive at the doctor. We did the preliminary exams, the blood work, pelvic exam etc. and I was waiting for the doctor to talk to,
"How are we feeling?"
"Why isn't she kicking?" I asked, quickly, thinking that after the apple juice she would begin to kick,
"Well, let's take a look at everything and see if there are any reasons clear on the ultrasound. Sometimes even he ultrasound gives them a nudge and they kick and then they don't stop kicking until their about 18." She smiled, comforting me, she patted my hand, and as she moved the paddle I felt a nudge and an image appeared on the screen, and I saw the baby's feet moving and I felt another nudge,
"I can feel her," I whispered, my eyes filled with tears, "She's okay?"
"Feel her Mommy?" she smiled, "She is very okay, everything looks just fine."
"Logan feel here," I put his hand on my stomach,
"I can feel it," he smiled, his eyes also filled with tears, I remembered suddenly that he was feeling his child kick for the very first time, I felt I with Lena and he missed it this was brand new, a first time for him and I couldn't help my smile and feel how very happy I was that he was here for it this time and he wouldn't have to miss out on a second of this baby's life.