So this is just a small filler chapter I decided to add separately at the last minute. This is not the best chapter, just something to tide you over until the big baby shower scene. This scene was part of that chapter, but it was getting too big. I didn't want this to be a half chapter, but it's not long enough to be a full chapter. I just hope it satisfies you until the baby shower chapter.
On Tuesday Tony and Ziva were at another doctor's appointment. After checking Ziva's progress and the baby's heartbeat they went to Dr. Jackson's office to go over their birth plan.
"So since everything is okay with you, and the baby is fine, I think this is a great time to go over your birth plan. Around thirty weeks is when most people do it, and since you're at thirty-one this is a great time to do it." Dr. Jackson said to Ziva. "Now, I am open to anything you request. I have been taking a more holistic approach lately and the hospital has been very accommodating, so don't hesitate. To begin with, I don't think you will need to be induced, but we will see how your next few appointments go. So, during labor you want music played?"
"Yes, but not out loud. On my iPod." Ziva told her.
"Okay, that's fine. And you want the lights dimmed, quiet, few exams, and Tony with you. All of those can be arranged. Tony, are you sure you can handle it?" She said jokingly to Tony.
He laughed. "Yeah, I think I will be able to handle it."
"Are you sure? Women in labor can get pretty snappy."
"Yes, I'm sure."
Ziva grabbed Tony's hand. "I promised that he could be with me the whole time. Besides, I want him there." She said smiling.
"Okay then." Dr. Jackson replied. "Now, do you have your own exercise ball that you will bring?"
"Yes, I do. The instructor of my birthing class recommended it."
"I have had more women doing that lately and it seems to be affective. That will be for the early stages of labor, correct?"
"Yes, hopefully."
"The later stages of labor can be pretty uncomfortable, so you will probably not want it then anyway. Okay, now, I know you don't want continuous monitoring, but if anything happens; like if the baby is in distress, we will need to monitor you at all times."
"Yes, I understand."
"I see you don't want pain drugs, which is perfectly fine. But, if for an extended period of time your labor stops, I will do everything natural first, but we may need to give you Pitocin as a last resort. I'm confident we won't have to do that. Same thing if you would need a C-Section. Okay?"
"Yes. I hope we can try and steer clear of that."
"Of course, I just have to go over it with you anyway. Do you have any other requests?"
"Yes, can I not lay down much during delivery?"
"Sure, whatever makes you comfortable. Any other questions?" Both Tony and Ziva shook their heads. "Okay, then I will see you in two weeks. Just keep doing what you're doing."
"Okay, thank you." Ziva said as she and Tony stood up and left her office, both feeling satisfied.
Two weeks after Ziva's appointment Abby called her down to the lab, claiming she had a problem. This was very uncharacteristic of Abby and Ziva was genuinely worried, she didn't even see her at first when she walked into the lab. "Abby?" She called cautiously.
"In here, Ziva." Abby nearly shouted from the back by her office. When Ziva entered she saw that on Abby's table were two different types of paper plates, napkins, and paper cups. She ran up and hugged her. "Thank God you're here. I couldn't decide." Abby said, grateful, but panicked.
"Decide on what?"
"What pattern for the baby shower. Come here." She dragged Ziva by the hand to the front of the table. "Okay, so I have this one and this one." She said pointing to each. One was covered in yellow butterflies with pink wings, the other a garden of purple whimsical flowers with yellow and pink accents. "I like them both, but I can't decide."
Ziva studied each of them for a minute. "Well, I like both, but since the color scheme is purple, yellow, and a bit of pink I think we should go with the flowers."
"That's what I thought, but butterflies go with flowers and flowers with butterflies. Ugh. My brain is made for patterns where everything eventually falls into place. This is not working."
"Okay, calm down. How about we do both and just intermix them."
Abby shrugged. "How come I didn't think of that? Ziva, you're a genius. Thank you. Now tell Tony that I will be at your apartment at 10 on Saturday to set up. Now, out. I have work to do." She said pushing Ziva out her door. "I'll see you later." She gave her one last hug and turned on heel back into the lab.
A/N: There you go, just a small filler. I decided to include the whole bit with the birth plan because I feel that in writing about pregnancy this part is often left out. Most people do create birth plans, but we never hear about them, hence this chapter. Thanks again for all the support! Next up: the baby shower! (don't worry it will be nice and long)