Hey Everyone, so I am updating two chapters tonight because they are both very short and I think you deserve more. :D
Chapter 11
I don't know how I got here; this week seemed to have passed in a blur.
After going to the pharmacy and getting 3 different pregnancy tests, just to be sure, I immediately went to my single room apartment and rushed to the bathroom. I peed on those sticks. Those were probably the longest 5 minutes of my life, waiting for my results. My watch alarm that I set finally beeped. I got up off the floor and look at the test. 2 PREGNANT and 1 NOT PREGNANT, aren't pregnancy test supposed to ease the worry but here they are contradicting each other. I threw them into the garbage can. I picked up my phone and called my doctor and made an appointment.
My appointment was made 3 days after I placed the phone call. Now I am currently sitting in the waiting room reading my law textbook trying to study for my upcoming test but that wasn't happening. I looked around the room and all I saw was women, fat pregnant women sitting beside their husbands who were rubbing their stomachs or had their young kids playing around them.
Honestly I have never thought about kids. Growing up my mother was always distant and then when she finally left to go live with her new family I realized how horrible of a mother she was. Me, I have always been independent and not good with responsibility, I can't even keep a goldfish alive for 2 days how was I supposed to take care of a little tiny person who depended on me for everything.
There is always Sam. I thought to myself. It is his kid, he could help me. No I can't do that to him that would ruin his life, his career. He is too young to be saddled with this responsibility. I was making myself crazy with these thoughts.
"Andrea McNally." A nurse called me. I grabbed my bag and followed her to the room. She told me to get dressed into the gown and then she weighed me and took my blood and all the basics. "The doctor will be here soon." She said in a thick Italian accent. I get more comfortable on the paper covered table. I stare at the back of the door which has the eye chart on it and try reciting it in my head. I look around the walls of the room and see an ultrasound machine. I think back to one of the episodes of Friends where Rachel couldn't even see her baby on the ultrasound and felt horrible. I wondered if that would be me. I wonder what the baby looks like right now.
"Ms. McNally, sorry it took so long, lots of patients. I am Dr. Dreamer." she said in an American accent.
"Hi, call me Andy." I smile at her.
"Well Andy, I have the result to your blood work and it confirms that you are pregnant. I would like to do an ultrasound and see how far along you are." I lean back and she get the machine ready. She lifts up the gown and places the gel on my stomach then the wand and looks for the baby. I look over to the screen and I become overwhelmed.
"Here the baby is." She points to the screen. "It looks like you are 12 weeks along. Your baby is around 3 inches and weighs 13 grams. Your due date is July 16th. Usually we aren't able to tell the baby's sex this early on but it seems that your baby is lying in the perfect position, would you like to know?" Dr. Dreamer asks
"Yes." I reply firmly. She chuckles at me.
"Well congratulations, you are having a baby boy."
A boy, my little man. I think back and realize that twelve weeks ago was Sam and my perfect night. I smile at the screen and my eyes start to water. All of the sudden I hear a noise. It sounds like horse's running, a fast sound.
"This is your baby's heartbeat. Would you like some sonogram pictures printed off?" I nod. She presses a button and turns off the machine and then hands me the pictures. I stare down at them. I can see my son, he's small but he's there.