Sorry it took me a little longer to update this story, I had to do a bit of research for this chapter. This chapter is very near and dear to my heart. My mother was born with Diabetes and has struggled all her life with it. When she was pregnant with my brother she had a lot of problems with her blood sugar to the point where when my brother was born he died twice. But the Doctors were able to bring him back. As for me I ended up being born 2 months premature. Both I and my brother were C-section's. The Doctor's warned my mother that being a Diabetic it wasn't a good idea to get pregnant but my mom being my mom didn't listen. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
It's coming close to the end of September, we are a week away from October and the phones have been ringing off the hook. I have been coming to the terminal in the mornings, I used to only come a few hours before our candle light tours would start on the weekends but since October is just around the corner people have been trying to schedule ghost hunts and candle tours. I think I might have to finally break and add two extra days a week for tours and maybe one for ghost hunts.
Tomorrow I have a Dr.'s appointment with Dr. Green at 2, Christian doesn't know about it yet but I think I can use it to my advantage with getting him to let me go to the asylum. I know I don't need his permission but for some odd reason I want it. I pull out my phone and call him. It rings twice and then he picks up.
"Ana?" he sounded worried
"Hi Christian"
"What's wrong? Is everything ok? Do you need something?"
"No I'm fine we're both fine. I called because I have a Dr.'s appointment tomorrow at 2 and wanted to know if you wanted to come"
"Ana you know I do, what time do you want me to pick you up?"
"I was thinking maybe around noon? We can have lunch together before we go"
"Lunch it is. I'll be there tomorrow at noon"
"See you tomorrow Christian" I hang up quickly and get back to work on making phone calls. I know soon enough it's going to get to the point where I'm going to have to hire more people to help out with the tours and ghost hunts at the rate I'm going.
After I made some returned phone calls, I went onto my laptop and did a search on local ghost hunting groups. I could very well put an ad in the paper but I want people who have experience in this field. Of course I'm going to have to take a little time to train them on how we give tours and show them where and where not people are allowed to go during a ghost hunt.
As I was searching I came across a group called Beyond Ghosts. They have about 10 people in their group. I look at their website and what I can see if that they started their group about 6 years ago, they have been to many places all over Seattle and even a few places out of state.
There is a phone number on their website to call. I write down the number on a post it and place it on my desk. I'll give them a call tomorrow after my Doctors appointment with Christian. I finish up on some more work. I have been going over some plans with Elliot about what we plan on doing with the tower floors. They have yet to be cleaned, I'm worried for the fact how much it'll cost to remodel all the floors. We have made plenty of money with the candle light tours, as well as local businesses donating to help keep the building open. I try my hardest not to rely on Christian for anything since he signed the terminal over to me.
I think once we start the ghost hunts we should have enough money in the bank to work on 2 of the floors. I know sooner or later there is going to be a time where we need to get the elevators working again.
I close up for the night, turning off all the lights expect for the clock in the main concourse area. When I step outside I feel the slight chill in the air. When I get to my car I unlock the door and place my things in the back seat. Just as I shut the door I am startled by someone clearing their throat.
"Shit, Miss I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you" I turn around holding tightly to my pregnant belly trying to get my breathing under control after being scared like that.
"It's ok you just startled me a little I wasn't expecting anyone to be here at this time of time. Is there something I can help you with?"
"Um yeah I came here to see when the next tour was going to be?"
"The tours are on weekends, if you look on our website you'll see the dates we have open. You can purchase a ticket online or at the door" I said with a little bitchy ness in my tone.
"Thank you ma'am. Again I am sorry to have scared you"
"That's fine, have a good night" I reach for the driver's door to get in, but again he tries to talk to me.
"I'm sorry Miss I didn't catch your name"
"It's Steele, Miss Steele. Now if you don't mind as you can see it's late and I must be getting home"
"Well Miss Steele it was nice to meet you. I'm Josh, Josh Morrison" He extends his hand for me to shake but instead I just blow him off and get into my car. That man is giving me the creeps and I just want to get away from him as soon as possible.
When I start my car he backs away so that I can drive away, as I am driving down the ramp I make a quick phone call to the local police department who has been keeping an eye on the terminal so that no one tried to break in. I dial the number of the officer I have been dealing with for the past few months.
"Clark"
"Officer Clark this is Anastasia Steele with the central terminal"
"Ah Miss Steele it's been a while since you have called. What can I do for you?"
"Well tonight as I was leaving the terminal a strange man I have never seen before approached me about the tours. I told him he could find all the details on our website. There was just something about him that creep me out a little, I was just hoping to see if your guys could patrol every few hours just to make sure there is no one trying to break in. I know we have an alarm system but there are still ways to get into the building that aren't covered yet by the alarm. If you could do that for me that would be great"
"I don't see a problem with that consider it done"
"Thank you officer Clark, I'll make sure I have someone send your station some goodies in the morning"
"That would be much appreciated Miss Steele. Have a good night, your terminal is safe in our hands"
"Thank you and have a good night as well" I hang up my phone with a smile. If this Morrison guy thinks or even tries to break in he has another thing coming.
When I get home both Kate and Jen are already in bed, I place my things down on the kitchen table, and go into my bedroom where I remove my clothes and go into the bathroom. I start my bath adding a few capfuls of bubbles. As I am waiting for the tub to fill I stare at myself in the mirror. I'm just about 15 weeks and my belly is just a little bigger then what it was on Labor Day weekend. I can already tell this baby is going to be a big one.
Well that or it could be all the damn weight I have been gaining over the weeks. My boobs are bigger my skin is softer, my hair is fuller. I was reading online that when you're pregnant with a girl you lose everything, you start to lose the glossy ness of your hair and your skin turns pale and your face breaks out. They said it's because girls take away their mothers beauty.
But my hair is extra shinny and my face has never been clearer and my skin has a lovely glow to it. Maybe Christian is right, maybe it is a boy. I guess we'll just have to wait another month or two before we find out.
Just before I get into the tub I hear my phone beep letting me know I just received a text message. I grab my phone, heading over to the tub I get in and relax for a minute before I open my phone to see who it was that texted me.
Once my body starts to relax I dry my hands off with the little hand towel I grabbed. I slide open my phone and see that it's Christian.
Clark just called me, are you ok? –Christian
Yes I'm fine, I was a little startled at first but I'm fine now –Ana
Alright I'm just worried about you and OUR baby –Christian
We're ok. In fact better than ok, we are soaking in a nice hot bath with lot of bubbles –Ana
Really? Do you need any help washing your back (wink) –Christian
Oh god how I would love for him to me in this bath tub with me, washing my body, caressing my skin with his fingers. Slowly making their way down my stomach to my….Oh god I need to stop thinking about that.
No I don't need your help. I think I can manage on my own but thanks for the offer, maybe some other time –Ana
He doesn't reply after that, so I place my phone on the floor and slide it lightly over the floor so it doesn't get wet. I submerge into the warm water so that it is covering me all the way to my chin. I sit there soaking trying to think what I am going to say to Christian tomorrow about going to New York and seeing that asylum.
I have an idea in my head that I want to make happen. I want to hold a paranormal conversation right at the terminal. I want people from all around who own places that are haunted to have tables where they can hand out information about their haunted location. I want venders who sell ghost hunting equipment there. I want big name paranormal celebrities there holding lectures on what do and not to do on an investigation. I want them to be able to share their experiences with everyone who is willing to listen. This has been a goal of mine. It hit me the first night we all were at the terminal, how great it would be to do something like this. It's not going to be easy since I'm pregnant and by this time next year I'll have a baby to worry about but this is what I want to do.
The water is starting to turn cold, so carefully I get out and wrap a towel around me and slowly walk to my bedroom. What the fuck! Christian is sitting on the edge of my bed with his cell phone in his hands.
"Christian what are you doing here? And in my room, on my bed?"
"You never texted back. I got worried thinking something happened to you"
"I texted you and told you I didn't need your help. Didn't you get it?"
"I did but then I texted back and when you did reply I start to think that maybe to slipped or that you drowned in the tub"
"Drowned Christian? Really?"
"So sue me for wanting to make sure you two were alright"
"Ok ok let's not argue about this, I'm tired and want to go to bed. So if you wouldn't mind" I point to the door.
"Can I just stay here until you fall asleep?" I roll my eyes and shake my head, if I tell him no he is just going to camp out in his car until tomorrow.
"Fine but no funny business Mr. Grey" I warn before going into my closet to grab some sleep shorts and a top. I climb into bed. Christian has already taken off his shoes and socks and is laying on his side. I lay on my back and stare up into the ceiling. With him lying next to me I am finding it hard for me to sleep. I know he is staring at me I can feel his eyes burning into my head.
I turn my head to look at him and yup I was right he is there looking at me.
"What?" I ask
"Nothing can't I just stare at the mother of my child?"
"Yes but you're starting to freak me out a little" He stops watching me and looks up to the ceiling as I am. I am still finding it hard to sleep, just minutes ago I felt as if I laid down on my pillow I would have passed right out but now I am wide awake only inches away from me. And right now all I can think about is him naked between my legs. Damn you pregnancy hormones.
Just as I was about to fall asleep I started getting this weird butterfly like feeling in my stomach.
"What was that?" I said out loud.
"What was what?" He asks sitting up in his spot.
"I don't know. It felt weird, like butterflies in my stomach"
"Do you want me to call my mom?"
"No. I think it's the baby starting to move" I put my hand over my stomach, even though I can feel it on the inside I'm having a hard time feeling it on the outside.
"Really!" he says sounding excited.
"Yeah" I whisper as if I was going to scare the baby with my talking.
"Can I feel?"
"I don't know if you'll be able to feel it. I just feel it on the inside" He pushes my hand out of the way and replaces it with his.
"I don't care it means he's awake and he can hear us" Christian moves around on the bed, so that his feet are facing my head and his head is resting on my upper thigh. Oh for the love of god I don't even think he realizes what he is doing to me with his mouth so close to my downtown area.
He stays like that for I don't know how long, I see the frown on his face because he isn't able to feel anything. I place my hand on top of his and press down a little. Because we pressed down a little I was able to feel the baby move a little and by the look on Christian face he felt it too.
I have been reading online that when women are pregnant with their first child they tend to feel the baby move between 12-19 weeks and since I'm just over 15 weeks and now the flutters have started.
"This is amazing. I'm not hurting you am I" as he presses a little harder into my stomach. I bite my lip and shake my head no.
He leans up a little so that his lips are pressed against my lower stomach just above my pubic line.
"Hello in" his words are a little muffled. "I'm your daddy" I can't help but to giggle. I don't even know if the baby can even hear him since he is surrounded by water
"I love you little guy"
"Christian what if it's a girl?"
"Either way I'll love it, now and forever just like I love its mother" I'm so chocked up by his words that I have tears in my eyes.
"Christian" I whisper
"Shhh baby go to sleep" I knew this is what he needed. What I needed. The closeness with each other but yet not to close. I closed my eyes listening to him hum into my stomach a little lullaby. Soon I fall asleep to the light hums dreaming of a life with Christian and our little baby that's growing inside me.
The next morning I wake up feeling warm with the urge to pee. My bladder feels like it's ready to burst. I lift my head a little and I see Christian fast asleep with his head on my stomach. As much as I would love to run my fingers through his hair and watch as his eyes slowly open and see that beautiful smile on his face but I have to pee.
"Christian wake up. I have to pee" He stirs for a moment and lifts his head.
"Ana I'm…" I stop him
"Hold that thought" I get off the bed as if it's on fire and run to the bathroom. I kick the door so that it will close. I drop my panties and let the flood gates open. Going pee has never felt so good.
When I'm finished I wash my hands and walk back into the bedroom where Christian is sitting there waiting.
"Everything ok?" he asks
"Yes much better now, I just really had to pee. Of course it didn't help that you were sleeping right on my bladder not to mention this little thing laying on it too" I rub my bump.
"About that. I'm sorry I didn't mean too"
"It's ok Christian. In fact I never slept better. I've been having some restless nights and after last night I'm very grateful that you were here with us keeping us safe and warm"
"Last night was one of the best nights of sleep I have gotten in months. I owe it all to the two of you" He stands up from the bed and wraps his arms around me and gives me a sweet peek on my cheek.
Christian left to go back to his apartment to shower and change while I made myself some toast with Jam and a cup of tea. As I sit there eating I think about the things that took place last night. Christian being so worried about me and the baby, coming over, laying with me on the bed while he laid there talking to our unborn child. Just thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes.
Why couldn't it be like this from the beginning? Why could he have accepted this pregnancy from the start? Why did everything have to turn out like this? But is 'this' really that bad? He wants to be a part of our lives, I know I said it's going to take me a while to forgive him for everything but my heart knows what it wants and that to have Christian be with me. Maybe a month? I don't know maybe I should give him 2 months. God this is hard.
Christian returns to the house promptly at noon, he is freshly showered and looking oh so good. He takes my hand and leads me to his car. When he opens the door there is a dozen long stem roses sitting on the passenger seat. I turn to look at him and he gives me one of his mega-watt smiles.
"What are these for?" I ask him as I pick them up from off the seat and smell them.
"They are a thank you for not kicking my ass this morning when you found me still sleeping in your bed"
"Thank you Mr. Grey" I wink at him.
"Shall we" I nod my head and get in.
We make small talk the entire drive to the restaurant, just talking about little things. Like how it's shaping up to be a beautiful day, I might have slipped in how it would be so nice to see what New York looked like this time of year.
We pull up in front of the restaurant, Christian gets out of the car and hands his key to the valet then rushes over to my side and helps me out. I don't know about him but if he plans on driving me to places to win my heart back I don't know how much longer it'll be before I have such a hard time getting in and out of his R8.
We are shown to our seats, I order a sparkling water while Christian just has plan water. When the waitress comes back with our drinks we put our food order in. While we wait for our food to arrive that's when I start.
"Christian I would like to know if you would be alright with me going with the girls to New York"
"New York?"
"Yeah New York, I've never been there and I wanted to see the sights"
"And what will you girls be doing in New York?
"There is a couple of places that I wanted to check out"
"Fine you girls can stay at my apartment in the city" He must have forgotten.
"Um actually I wasn't talking about New York City, I was talking about Buffalo New York"
"What's in Buffalo?"
"Well you know….there is Niagara Falls and a few state parks. Oh and the chicken wings, you know Buffalo is famous for their chicken wings"
"Why do I feel your leaving something out?"
"Am I?"
"Yes you are. This would be about that Asylum Kate was talking about would it?"
"Asylum?...Asylum?...Hmm maybe?" I give him a crocked smile.
"Ana no your pregnant, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be doing any more ghost hunting while you're pregnant with our child"
"Christian come on, I have done more ghost hunting while I have been pregnant then I have before I was pregnant. I'm at the terminal everyday where there are spirits walking around like they own the place"
"That's different your there because it's work"
Please Christian. I'm going to go regardless but I would prefer if you said you were ok with it"
"I'm not ok with it Ana, I know you. What if something bad happens to you while you're there? No I can't risk it, I can't risk you or our baby getting hurt"
"Then come with us"
"No Ana"
"You just don't get it Christian"
"What am I supposed to get Ana? You want to go to another haunted asylum. Do you even know anything about this place? How active it is or if anything there is demonic?"
"It's very active Christian but that's not the only reason why I want to go"
"So why is it that you want to go? Please enlighten me why my 4 month pregnant girlfriend wants to go?" My eye shoot up from my glass of water to look at him. Did he just call me his girlfriend? What in the world?
"Girlfriend?"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean…." I stop him by putting my hand up.
"Christian I'm not your girlfriend. As of right now all I am in the mother of your unborn child"
"I know I'm sorry I didn't mean to say it. It's just…"
"Christian I'm not ready yet for that I told you it's going to take some time"
"I know Ana I'm sorry, I just want the two of you in my life"
"We are in your life Christian, I told you I would never keep this baby away from you"
"I know" I can see that he's hurt. I know he is trying hard but I just can't let myself give into him so easily. As much as I want to I can't.
"Go" he says
"What?"
"Go I want you to go" I'm a little stunned. I slide over to the chair next to him.
"Christian please don't be upset with me. I'm not just going because I want to ghost hunt there. There are other reasons"
"And what are those?"
"Alright, I wasn't going to say anything but…." I begin to explain everything to him. How I want to bring people from all over the United States who either own or rent a haunted location to the terminal where they can put everything on display to help bring people to their location. I even tell him about having paranormal celebrities come and have conferences there too.
"So you pretty much want to hold a paranormal convention at the terminal?"
"Yes"
"And you feel as if you have to go to all these haunted places just to ask the owners to be a part of it? Wouldn't it just be easier if you e-mailed them?"
"It would be easier but I feel it would be best to meet these people in person. There is only so much you can explain in an e-mail or over the phone"
"I see" he sighs
"Christian the amount of money alone that this convention could bring in would be worth it, there is still so much that needs to be done at the terminal"
"Ana you know if you need the money you could just ask me"
"Christian have you really looked at the plans that I have come up with for the terminal? If you have then you would see that it's going to cost somewhere around 100 million to get the terminal looking like it did back in 1929 when it first opened, and I know you have donated so much over the last few months but I don't want you to do that anymore. It makes me feel as if I can't handle things on my own"
"Ana 100 million is nothing to me….well it is but if that is how much it'll take to bring the terminal back to its original form and if it'll make you happy then please let me do this for you"
"Christian you're just not getting it, I don't want your money. You can't keep bailing me out every time there is an issue with the terminal that needs money to fix it"
"Fine but you know I am always here if you need me"
"I know. Thank you for that"
We finish our lunch, while Christian taking care of the bill, I wait for him in his car. When he walks out of the restaurant he has the biggest smile on his face. Something made him very happy. He gets into the car and he is still smiling. Should I be worried?
"What are you smiling for?" I question
"Because, in less than twenty minutes I get to see our baby in person" He put the ley in and turns on the car. Before I even know it we pull into traffic and away we go. The closer we get to the hospital the bigger his smile gets.
We are sitting in Dr. Greene's waiting room waiting to be called back into a room. I can see that Christian is nervous, because he leg has been nonstop shaking since we sat down.
"What is taking them so long?" He asks
"Calm down would you people are starting to stare" Of course all the women are staring at him, but now their husbands are starting to stare as well.
"I'm sorry I just can't help myself, I'm excited" I take his hand in mine hoping that will calm him done, it does until the door walked through the door and called my name.
"Steele?" Christian jumped up from his seat in a nanosecond.
"She's here, right here" he points to me. The nurse laughs slightly but stops as soon as I look at her like I'm going to slap her. We follow her down the narrow hallway, she stops when she comes to the last room on the right. She hands me a plastic cup and two packaged wipes. God I hate this part. I leave Christian in the room with the nurse and go to the bathroom that's right across the hall.
When I return to the room I hand the nurse the cup that I wrapped in paper towels so that Christian would see my urine. So embarrassing. She places the cup on the counter and steps in front so that we can't see what she is doing. Thank fuck for that. But I know she is checking my protein levels. (I think that's what they do) She turns around to look at me.
"Any questions or concerns you may have that you would like to discuss with the Doctor?" I shake my head no. The nurse turns on her heels and walks out the door. Christian's leg once again start to shake.
"Christian your leg is starting to annoy me with all that shaking. If you don't knock it off I'm going to strap your legs to the chair"
"Alright I'll stop" He stops the shaking but starts it back up five minutes later. I was just about to start yelling at him but there was a knock on the door, slowly Dr. Greene entered with my charts in her hands.
"Good afternoon Ana" She didn't notice Christian at first but when she turned around to face me her eyes went wide in stock. Yes that's right Christian Grey is the baby's father Dr. Greene you should know this by now since Christian made a phone call this morning and had one of his security members bring NDA's for you and your staff to sign.
"Mr. Grey what a pleasant surprise"
"Dr. Greene" Christian nods his head to her.
"So Ana, I was looking at your charts and seen the blood we did at your last visit shows that your blood sugar was a little higher than normal" Before I get the chance to speak Christian does.
"What does that mean? Higher than normal?"
"It's not too much of a concern right now, but I think at the next appoint we'll have Ana do what we call a Glucose test. It's a simple test all Ana has to do is drink the a bottle of what are nurses like to call the sugary flat orange soda and wait about an hour and we'll do some blood work. It's just a precaution to see if Ana here may or may not have GD"
"GD?" we both say in unison.
"Gestational Diabetes. Gestational diabetes affects the mother in their pregnancy, after the baby's body has been formed, but while the baby is busy growing. Because of this, gestational diabetes does not cause the kinds of birth defects sometimes seen in babies whose mothers had diabetes before pregnancy.
However, untreated or poorly controlled gestational diabetes can hurt the baby. When you have gestational diabetes, your pancreas works overtime to produce insulin, but the insulin does not lower your blood glucose levels. Although insulin does not cross the placenta, glucose and other nutrients do.
So extra blood glucose goes through the placenta, giving the baby high blood glucose levels. This causes the baby's pancreas an organ that makes insulin and enzymes for digestion. The pancreas is located behind the lower part of the stomach and is about the size of a hand. To make extra insulin to get rid of the blood glucose. Since the baby is getting more energy than it needs to grow and develop, the extra energy is stored as fatone of the three main nutrients in food.
Foods that provide fat are butter, margarine, salad dressing, oil, nuts, meat, poultry, fish and some dairy products. 2. Excess calories are stored as body fat, providing the body with a reserve supply of energy and other functions. This can lead to macrosomia, or a "fat" baby. Babies with macrosomiaab normally large; in diabetes, refers to abnormally large babies that may be born to women with diabetes face health problems of their own, including damage to their shoulders during birth.
Because of the extra insulin made by the baby's pancreas, newborns may have very low blood glucose levels at birth and are also at higher risk for breathing problems. Babies with excess insulin become children who are at risk for obesity a condition in which a greater than normal amount of fat is in the body; more severe than overweight; having a body mass index of 30 or more and adults who are at risk for type 2 diabetes a condition characterized by high blood glucose levels caused by either a lack of insulin or the body's inability to use insulin efficiently. Type 2 diabetes develops most often in middle-aged and older adults but can appear in young people"
Both Christian and I sit there is horror listening to Dr. Greene go on and on. I can feel the tears falling down my face as she continues. Christian wraps his arm around my shoulder and holds me tight, light kissing the top of my head and whispering that everything will be ok and that we'll get through this together.
"And when we find out if Ana has it or not what can we do until then?" Christian asks while still holding me tightly.
"Healthy food choices, and exercising regularly can help you ward off the disease. We'll also keep a close eye on everything as well"
"What are the chances of the baby getting it after it's born?"
"As I mentioned earlier, if you do your best to keep your blood sugar levels in check during your pregnancy with proper diet and exercise you may not have to worry about anything, but after the baby is born nurse him or her. There is evidence that breastfeeding has a positive effect on glucose metabolism and may help prevent childhood obesity and decreases your child's risk of diabetes, among other things"
"Thank you Dr. Greene"
"You're welcome, I'll give you two a few moments alone, and then send a nurse in to bring you to the ultrasound room so we can check the baby's growth" As Dr. Greene was walking to the door she placed her hand on my shoulder and gave it a light squeeze as to reassure me that everything will be ok. Once she is out the room Christian lets go of me and moves himself to the floor so that he is kneeling in front of me.
He lifts my head with his hands but I can't even look him in the eyes right now. The tears are just making it to difficult to see.
"Hey" he whispers "Its ok baby, shhh. We'll get through this I swear, you may not even have it"
"B-but what if I do" I start to cry harder in his hands.
"We need to think positive right now. Please don't cry baby or you're going to make me cry"
"I don't think anything could make you cry Christian" I try to giggle but it sounds more of a blabbering mess.
"If anything would ever happen to you or our baby, believe me Ana I would cry. You two are my heart and soul and I love the both of you so much. Maybe more than a man could love his family" His words send my heart racing. I lean into his hands, my eyes search his face for a moment, and then I lean in and kiss him. Everything starts of slow and innocent but quickly turns into something more passionate and rough. As much as I would like to take this further there's a knock on the door.
We quickly pull away from each other but never break eye contact. The nurse from before peeks her head in and says,
"If you'll follow me I'll take you both to the ultrasound room where Dr. Greene is waiting" She closes the door and Christian places his forehead on mine and whispers,
"I love you baby" I smile at him because I can see it in his eyes that he's telling the truth, all the other times he has told me that he loved me I always doubted it but right now, this very moment all my doubts have been washed away.
"I love you too Christian" He kisses me once more softly on the lips and begins to stand. He helps me from my chair and opens the door for me. The nurse is standing just besides the door with a smile on her face. Christian snakes his arm around my waist and we walk behind the nurse to the room.
The nurse stops, she opens the door allowing it to swing open and waves her hand for us to enter the room. As we enter Dr. Greene is standing by the ultrasound machine typing in some information. I know the drill, I get up on the table and lift my shirt and tuck it under my bra and I lower my pants just below my pubic line.
Christian grabs one of the chairs that is on the other side of the room and brings it over to the table and sits down next to me. He grabs my hand and hold it firmly in his, running his thumb over my knuckles and bringing my hand to his lips and places feather light kisses on each knuckle.
Dr. Greene smiles at the affection Christian is showing as she tucks a long oversized paper towel into my pants. She squirts some warm light blue gel onto my stomach. She grabs the wand and spreads the gel over every inch of my baby bump pressing just a little. As she is doing so I look over to Christian, whose eyes are glued onto the tiny little black and white screen.
The Doctor continues to take measurements of the baby, once she is finished she prints off a few pictures for us and hands them to Christian who is completely glassy eyed at this moment. He looks at the photos carefully.
"Have you been feeling any kind of movement lately from the baby?" Dr. Greene asks
"Yes she has, just last night they started but only lasted for a little while" He says with a smile and a slight twinkle in his eye.
"Good, as the weeks pass by the movements will become more frequent and stronger" she replies.
"When can we find out the sex of our baby?" He asks
"We should be able to get a clear view around 21 weeks, so when Ana comes for her next appointment we should be able to tell if the baby is a boy or a girl. I'll have the nurse at the front desk give you some information about what we discussed today as well as making an appointment for you for your next follow up appointment. Until then remember what I said, exercise and a healthy diet"
We both say our thank you to Dr. Greene before she leaves the room. Christian helps me clean the remaining gel off my stomach and pulls my shirt down and lifts the hem of my pants. I sit up slowly from the table and swing my legs to the edge. Christian stands between my legs and hugs me.
"Are you ok? You haven't said much since we left the other room"
"Yes I'm just really scared right now" I tell him.
"I know baby me too, but we'll get through this I promise. Ok?" I nod my head against his chest and take a deep breath inhaling his scent.
"How about we go back to your apartment order in some take out and watch some movies and just relax?" he asks
"I'm kind of in the mood for Gail's mac and cheese, do you think we could go to your place and have Gail make us some?"
"You want to come to my place?" he asks in surprise.
"If not that's ok, we can just get take out" I say with a slight frown.
"You want Gail's mac and cheese then that's what you'll get" he taps the tip of my nose and lifts me off the table and stands me on my feet.
Hmm I wonder if anything should happen while Ana is at Christian's penthouse. Thoughts?