Chapter 4 - Baby Names
"Um Kerry, I'm really not feeling well," fake cough, fake cough. "Would you mind if I took the day off?"
"Fine. But I want you back in here as soon as you're better."
"Yes Kerry."
"It's Dr. Weaver." She hung up. I put the phone down and sighed. I'd been taking a lot of time off since I found out I was pregnant. Since I told John. I didn't know how to tell him and then, one evening over dinner, it kind of slipped out. John spat out his mouthful of spaghetti bolognaise (not pleasant) and picked me up, swinging me round until I had to rush to the bathroom. I think he's learnt from that.
"Hi. I brought you some breakfast," I sprinted to the bathroom.
"Sorry," I said, finally reappearing from the depths of the toilette.
"That's alright," He gave me a kiss. How sweet of him since I was all yucky. "Do you want me to ask one of the girls to come round when I get to county?"
"Yeah, cool."
"Anyone in particular?"
"Um, Elizabeth."
"Sure. See you later." He left, but not with out giving me a huge hug and kiss before he went, oh and a kiss for the baby.
***
"So, how are you?" Me and Elizabeth had just sat down, both holding huge cups of coffee.
"I'm fine. You?"
"Not bad, so how's the pregnancy going?"
"Well I think I've got used to the morning, or rather all day long, sickness. It's just Johns talking to the baby that I can't get to grips with." We both chuckled. "So," I said. "How are you coping?"
"Well. Actually, not well," I looked at her sympathetically. "No, I mean, no well, but better." I smiled, and so Elizabeth. "So don't you talk to the baby?" She changed the subject, but I didn't mind, it seemed the right time to change the subject to something a bit more pleasant.
"Well, no." I looked at Elizabeth. "It's just, you know, weird."
"I understand. So, have you come up with any names yet?" The conversation drifted on pleasantly.
***
"John," I said as he entered the house from his shift at County. Elizabeth had already gone. "If it's a girl, I want to call her Elizabeth." John looked at me and smiled.
"A great choice."
"And if it's a boy, I want to call it Mark." I breathed in deeply after speaking so quickly. "Is that ok?"
"I can't think of any better names." I hugged him. Oh I love him so much.
"Um Kerry, I'm really not feeling well," fake cough, fake cough. "Would you mind if I took the day off?"
"Fine. But I want you back in here as soon as you're better."
"Yes Kerry."
"It's Dr. Weaver." She hung up. I put the phone down and sighed. I'd been taking a lot of time off since I found out I was pregnant. Since I told John. I didn't know how to tell him and then, one evening over dinner, it kind of slipped out. John spat out his mouthful of spaghetti bolognaise (not pleasant) and picked me up, swinging me round until I had to rush to the bathroom. I think he's learnt from that.
"Hi. I brought you some breakfast," I sprinted to the bathroom.
"Sorry," I said, finally reappearing from the depths of the toilette.
"That's alright," He gave me a kiss. How sweet of him since I was all yucky. "Do you want me to ask one of the girls to come round when I get to county?"
"Yeah, cool."
"Anyone in particular?"
"Um, Elizabeth."
"Sure. See you later." He left, but not with out giving me a huge hug and kiss before he went, oh and a kiss for the baby.
***
"So, how are you?" Me and Elizabeth had just sat down, both holding huge cups of coffee.
"I'm fine. You?"
"Not bad, so how's the pregnancy going?"
"Well I think I've got used to the morning, or rather all day long, sickness. It's just Johns talking to the baby that I can't get to grips with." We both chuckled. "So," I said. "How are you coping?"
"Well. Actually, not well," I looked at her sympathetically. "No, I mean, no well, but better." I smiled, and so Elizabeth. "So don't you talk to the baby?" She changed the subject, but I didn't mind, it seemed the right time to change the subject to something a bit more pleasant.
"Well, no." I looked at Elizabeth. "It's just, you know, weird."
"I understand. So, have you come up with any names yet?" The conversation drifted on pleasantly.
***
"John," I said as he entered the house from his shift at County. Elizabeth had already gone. "If it's a girl, I want to call her Elizabeth." John looked at me and smiled.
"A great choice."
"And if it's a boy, I want to call it Mark." I breathed in deeply after speaking so quickly. "Is that ok?"
"I can't think of any better names." I hugged him. Oh I love him so much.
