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Not long after Wrestlemania weekend Seth, Jonah and I are back in Tampa after a great weekend of celebrating Seth's first championship run and us having a baby. The timing is a little rough as being the champion has given Seth a busier traveling schedule as he does more appearances and more shows. Seth has been over the moon since I told him the news, we haven't told anyone else yet, Jonah will be the first to know just hoping that he can keep a secret from our families because he usually can't keep a secret for a long time. I just know he's going to be over the moon excited just like his dad. I wake up to my phone ringing, Seth lets out a moan as I reach over to my nightstand to see who is calling me. I see that it is my twin brother Josiah. I love him but it's too early to answer the phone so I put my phone back down reminding myself to call him later after my first prenatal appointment. "Who is calling so early?" asks Seth as he wraps his arms around me, his hand landing on my stomach.
"It's Josiah," I say, "I will call him later today," I say.
"Why would he be calling so early? Isn't it like 3 am over in Cali right now?" he asks, "why is he even awake?"
"I have no clue, it's Josiah, he's probably up getting ready to go to work. He likes to get his morning run in before he goes to work, that's probably what he is doing awake. I will call him later," I say. "I'm going back to sleep, Babe, I had a long night."
"The baby keeping you up again?"
"I don't know why they call it morning sickness when I am sick all night long, I can make it through the day most of the time but once 11pm hits I am hit with the worst morning sickness. I remember being sick with Jonah, it was a lot worse so this still isn't as bad as it was with Jonah. Maybe it's a girl," I smile.
"I would take a Daddy's girl," he says making me smile. "A daddy's girl that looks like her mom and I don't know about having your attitude though." I smile. I don't want a daughter with my attitude I know that's for sure, well maybe my determination and my strong personality but the stubbornness, strong-willed personality I can do without.
"Hmm, I think I would prefer another boy to be honest but most importantly I just prefer a healthy baby."
"Me too," he says kissing my shoulder. "Go ahead and get some rest."
"You too," I smile as I turn to face him, wrapping my arm around him, resting my head on his chest as I close my eyes, it's not long before I drift off to sleep.
About an hour later my alarm goes off to wake up to get Jonah up and ready for school but Seth offers to take care of the dog and take care of Jonah for the morning so I can rest. I don't hesitate going back to sleep while he goes to take care of Jonah and the dog. It's not long after Jonah and Seth leave for the bus stop that I wake up to take a shower to get ready for my first appointment. I'm actually excited for this pregnancy, it's going to be a much happier time than when I was pregnant with Jonah. I was constantly fighting to keep my son alive, I wasn't getting real medical treatment done and it was just a constant state of fear that I couldn't enjoy being pregnant. This time I know it's going to be different, Seth is truly happy to be a dad, to have a baby with me, this is something we have wanted for 2 years and despite the doctors saying that there was nothing wrong with me and that there was nothing wrong with Seth to cause infertility I thought that maybe they were wrong and after all the damage caused by Kris I would never get pregnant, I was ready to suggest adoption but God is never late, he's always on time, HIS time.
After my shower I get dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a black t-shirt before putting my hair up into a messy bun. I grab a pair of flip flops from my closet before making my way downstairs to the kitchen. "You look beautiful," he says with a smile dressed in black basketball shorts and a black t-shirt. "Are you hungry?" he asks.
"Not really," I say, "my stomach is feeling a little eh right now, I'll probably eat later."
"All right as long as you do," he says, "did you call Josiah back yet?"
"No, I will call him later," I say. "He is probably working now."
"Probably," he says.
"How was Jonah this morning, grumpy?" I ask.
"No not really, he wasn't as grumpy as he usually is but I think he's ready for school to be over for the year."
"He still has a month and a half to go, he will be all right, I think we should tell him about the baby tonight, what do you think?"
"Do you think he can keep a secret? You know how he is with secrets."
"I think if we tell him to not say anything to anyone we should be all right. I don't think that he will say anything," I say.
"Until he tells Uncle Ben the news and Ben wonders why you didn't tell him the news, then Chelsea finds out, then Sicily finds out, then your parents find out, do you think we can trust him to keep a secret?"
"I think we can trust him to keep a secret, it's not that I don't want to tell our families it's just that I want to tell them in a special way sort of like I want to tell Jonah in a special way. I don't just want to be like we're pregnant, your mom already knows and she said she won't say anything."
"I know she congratulated me," he smiles. "I'm so excited!" he says wrapping me up in his arms. He kisses the top of my head making me smile.
"Me too," I say with a smile. "We waited a long time for this."
"I know," he says.
Later that morning Seth and I make our way to my OB/GYN and on the way there I get a text from Josiah asking me to call him when I can, I send a text back telling him I will call him as soon as I can and that I love him. He responds back that he loves me too and he's looking forward to talking to me because he has something to tell me. I hope that it's he finally picked a wedding date to get married since he got engaged on our birthday. We arrive at the doctor's office and Seth parks the car. We make our way inside and check in before they give me some paperwork to fill out while we wait. It's not long before they call us to the back, checking my weight and asking me to give a urine sample before we make it to our room. The nurse asks me some questions like when my last period was which I tell her March 3rd and she asks me questions about drinking and smoking, I tell her that I am straight edge I don't smoke, drink or do drugs but that I do need to take an anti-depressant to help with my Bipolar diagnosis but the anti-depressant has been approved by my therapist as safe during my pregnancy. She checks my blood pressure which is normal before going to test my urine and before the doctor comes in to check on me.
Dr. Thompson makes her way in shortly after the nurse leaves with a smile on her face, she's probably about mid 30's with dark hair pulled up into a ponytail wearing her doctor clothes. "Good morning, Mrs. Rollins," she says with a smile, "Mr. Rollins." We greet her by saying hello together, "first off let me begin by saying congratulations, you are indeed pregnant. It was confirmed by the urine sample you gave to us."
"Thank-you," I smile.
"And as far as everything it sounds like this pregnancy is going pretty well, your blood pressure is normal, maybe a little lower than we expect but that's normal in early pregnancy. You don't drink or do drugs or smoke so that's a good thing, what about caffeine do you drink or eat a lot of caffeine?"
"No," I say, "caffeine is a stimulant, we limit ourselves to probably one cup of coffee every other day during the week."
"That's good," she says making note of that. "And you said March 3rd was the first day of your last period?"
"Yes," I say.
"Very nice, it's looking like you are about 6 weeks pregnant, almost 7 weeks," she says, "your due date is December 8th, but once we send you to have your 8 week ultrasound in a couple weeks we will have a more accurate reading of the baby and a more accurate due date but given the timeline for now I would say you are due December 8th."
"Thank-you," I say with a smile.
"Do you have any questions for me before we do a quick ultrasound?"
"The only thing I am concerned about is my last pregnancy I was 15 years old, it was a bad situation and I endured a lot of trauma down there and to my uterus, I just want to make sure that this baby will be all right despite all of that trauma."
"I know about your past and I know about the trauma, I can't say that this will be an easy pregnancy for you but we are going to keep an eye on you and the baby, we are going to label this a high risk pregnancy."
"Okay," I nod.
"And after you have the baby do you plan to breast feed or formula feed?" she asks.
"I'm looking to breast feed," I say, "I have done a lot of research and I plan to breast feed."
"Okay, and are you taking a prenatal vitamin?"
"Yes, I was taking them before I got pregnant due to trying for the baby, so I am still taking it."
"That's good, and how would you say the morning sickness is?"
"It's pretty bad overnight and throughout the day I get some nausea but for the most part not as bad as it was when I was pregnant with Jonah."
"That's good, just remember to make sure you're drinking at least 8 glasses of water a day, and if your morning sickness is so severe you can't eat you can soothe it with crackers and ginger tea, make sure you're eating healthy."
"I'm doing my best," I say.
"That's all we ask," she says.
After Dr. Thompson goes over some more things with me such as having blood drawn to make sure I don't have any STD's and to make sure that my iron level isn't too low which is an issue in our family. I know my mom had a low iron level and had anemia, so the doctor wanted to make sure my iron level is where it should be. She has me get on the exam table so that she can do an ultrasound to make sure everything is looking good with the baby and to make sure that there is actually a baby inside of me. She lifts my shirt and gets the ultrasound machine ready before putting the cold gel on my stomach. I flinch at how cold it is and she apologizes to me before taking the doppler over the gel spreading it around on my stomach. Seth stands beside me as she moves the doppler around, "and there it is, there's your baby," she says with a smile as we look at the screen. Tears blur my eyes as I see our little baby on the screen, it's so tiny not even bigger than a bean.
"And there is only one baby?" I ask, "I am a twin and I know twins run in my family, my sister has a set of twins so it just one baby?"
"As far as I can see there is only one, if you were having fraternal twins you would have two amniotic sacs and you only have one, but there is a possibility another baby could be hiding behind this one, it might be more accurate and seen on your 8 week ultrasound if you were to be pregnant with twins."
"That's good to know," I say, "look, Seth, it's our baby."
"I know," he says leaning down to kiss my forehead, "it's amazing. I love you."
"I love you too," I say with a smile. "Congratulations, Daddy."
"Congratulations," he says before kissing my lips softly. The doctor shows us the baby's little heartbeat and we are relieved to hear there is only one heartbeat which means the likelihood of having twins is pretty slim but that doesn't mean anything wasn't missed on the ultrasound and they will do more in depth at our next ultrasound. She prints us off a couple of pictures before having us schedule our next prenatal and then we are on our way to the store so that I can pick something up for Jonah to tell him the news, completely forgetting to call my twin brother back.
Later that evening after we have a nice family dinner together, enjoying our time together before Seth needs to go back out on the road we decide to give Jonah his big brother gift. Seth pulls out his phone so that he can record Jonah's reaction, this is something Jonah has been asking for; a baby sister for about 3 years now, we don't know what it is but we are one step closer to him getting part of what he wanted. "So, Jonah," I say, "your dad and me have an early birthday present for you."
"My birthday isn't until May," he says.
"I know that's why I said an early birthday present," I smile as I hold the box in my arms. "It's a very special present and you're going to need to help take really good care of it."
"Is it another dog? Because I do good taking care of the dog," he says with a smile.
"No, it's not a dog," I smile. "I honestly think it's better than a dog. Happy Birthday, Jonah," I say with a smile handing him the neatly wrapped box.
He smiles as he takes it from me, it takes him no time to rip the paper off the box, I smile as I watch him open the gift. He takes the lid off of the box and pulls away the tissue paper, he pulls out a book; It's Big Brother Time. He looks at it and then at me before he puts it down on the floor next to him. He pulls out a shirt and looks at the front of it. "Pr-pr-mo-ted, promoted to Big Brother," he reads the shirt and a smile forms on his face. He pulls out the ultrasound picture of the baby and a piece of paper. "Jonah, you're going to be the best big brother a baby could ask for, I can't wait to meet you. Love your baby brother or baby sister." The smile on his face growing larger. "Mama!" he says with tears in his eyes. "I'm going to be a big brother?" he asks.
"You're going to be a big brother," I smile.
"I knew it!" he says jumping up off the floor, he runs over to me and hugs me. "This is the best birthday present ever! I can't wait to meet my baby brother or sister, is it a girl or a boy? Thank-you!" he says hugging me, the tears forming in my own eyes as I witness his happiness.
"We don't know what it is yet, we won't know for a little while yet," I say hugging him back. "Are you happy?"
"YES!" he says looking up at me with his big dark brown eyes, "I waited my whole life for this!"
"I know," I smile, "but you can't tell anyone, you can't tell Uncle Ben, you can't tell your friends at school, you can't tell Nana and Peezy, it has to stay a secret for now okay? Daddy and me are not ready to tell anyone else the news just yet, we want to give the baby a little more time to grow so do you think you can keep this secret?"
He nods, "I can keep this secret. I promise."
"Okay," I smile before kissing the top of his head. "You're going to be an amazing big brother, the baby is lucky to have you, Jonah." He hugs me again as I hug him back just as my phone rings again. "Crap, I never called Josiah back, that's probably him. I have to answer my phone, Jonah, it's probably your Uncle Siah."
"Okay," he says letting me go before he and Seth sit down on the floor to look through his book.
I look at my phone and see that it's my mom calling. "Hey, Mom," I say answering the phone, "I was hoping it was Josiah, he's been trying to get in touch with me all day but I've been a little busy," I say smiling at Seth as he smiles at me.
"That's why I'm calling you, Jordyn, it's about Josiah," she says and her voice sounds off like she's trying to hold back from crying or has just been crying.
"What's wrong, Mom?" I ask with concern.
"It's Josiah, Jordyn," she says and I can hear her voice crack which tells me I am probably not going to like what she says next. "He was in a car accident this afternoon on his way home from work," she says.
"But he's okay right?" I ask.
"I wish I could say that he was okay, Jordyn," she says, "but."
"No, mama," I say with tears in my eyes. "No," I say.
"I'm sorry, Jordyn, your brother didn't make it," she says as I fall to my knees, "he never made it to the hospital."
"No," I cry out, "no." Seth and Jonah both look at me as I am on the floor crying. Josiah is one of my best friends, we may not always get along, we may have had a strained relationship for a little bit but we have been getting closer, we were talking every day pretty much except for today, when I didn't answer his calls, when I didn't call him back. Instant regret fills me, I never got to say goodbye to my brother, he wanted to talk to me so badly but I was too worried about myself that I kept putting it off. Seth comes over to me and wraps his arms around me.
"So I would plan to come to Arizona," she says, "we don't have many details right now but when we do we will let you know."
I nod, "thanks, Mom," I say.
"I love you, Jordyn."
"I love you too," I say as Seth holds me in his arms.
"I have to go call Sicily now," she says, "Goodbye, Jordyn."
"Bye, mom," I say before we hang up the phone.
"What's wrong, what happened Jordyn?" asks Seth.
"It's Josiah," I say, "he died in a car accident this afternoon."
"No," he says, "I am so sorry, Jordyn," he says holding me before I lose it all, break down in his arms as I feel Jonah wrap his tiny arms around me, this is just like my life has always been, something fabulous can't happen without something tragic happening, life is so tragic.
*A/N: So what did you think? What do you think of Seth's happiness of becoming a dad? What about Jonah's reaction? Please review and thank-you for reading.