March 19th, 2003
Week 18
Ronnie and Danny sat nervously in the OB/GYN office. Today was the day they were supposed to find out the sex of the baby. They were extremely excited. Was it a boy or a girl? Dr. White stepped out of his office.
"You may come in now." He said. Danny helped Ronnie up.
"This is it." Danny smiled as they walked in.
"How are you feeling, Ronnie." Dr White asked.
"Fine thanks." She said, "Just tired and cranky."
"All normal." He said, "Why don't you jump up on the table and we can take a look at the baby."
"Great. We want to find the sex out today." Ronnie said getting on the table.
"Are you sure?"
"Oh yes. We can't wait." Ronnie chuckled.
"All right," The doctor said. "Let's see what we can see." He squirted the gel onto Ronnie's belly.
"Here we go." Danny kissed Ronnie's forehead. Soon, an image of the baby showed up on the screen.
"There's the baby is. There's the back of the head and the spine." Dr. White said. Tears welled up in Ronnie's eyes.
"It's so beautiful." She whispered.
"It looks like you." Danny winked. It was amazing to see their child.
"All right. I can see the sex." Dr. White said. "You sure?"
"Yes!" Ronnie nearly squealed.
"You're having a little boy." He said.
"A boy?" Danny whispered. Ronnie wiped the tears that had fallen from her eyes. Dr. White nodded.
"Yes, a very healthy little boy." He said.
"Oh god." Danny exhaled. He leaned over and kissed Ronnie softly, "Thank you so much, Baby."
"Thank you." Ronnie chuckled. Dr. White wiped off her stomach.
"Congratulations." He said.
"Thanks." Ronnie smiled a she sat up. Danny helped her off of the table. "Now we can pick out a nursery theme."
"Christopher Daniel." Danny smiled kissing her again. He couldn't express what as coursing through his veins at this moment. He was going to be the dad of a little boy. Christian had sent them a healthy little boy. Life couldn't get much better than this. As soon as they stepped out of the office, Danny hugged Ronnie tightly. "A boy."
"A beautiful and perfect little boy." Ronnie said softly. "See? Everything is falling into place."
"I knew it would." He said. "I knew it would."
April 3rd, 2003
Week 20
Ronnie sat in the teacher's lounge, rubbing her belly and grading papers. She was so glad the school year would be over with in about eight weeks, then she could relax with her fiancée, plan things for Christopher and their wedding.
"You're gaining weight." Harvey told Ronnie.
"I'm pregnant, Harvey." Ronnie chuckled looking over a paper.
"I thought it died." He said.
"This is another one." Ronnie said giving he paper an A.
"Oh. Danny's right?" He asked. Ronnie nodded.
"Yes, Danny and I are getting married." She said.
"Am I invited?" He asked. Ronnie looked at him and nodded.
"Of course you're invited." Ronnie said. Harvey smiled at her softly.
"Thank you. I can't wait." He said. Ronnie chuckled softly.
"I can't wait either." She said. Danny walked into the lounge.
"Hey guys." He kissed Ronnie's head and bent down to kiss her belly, "Hello Chris. You ready to come home?"
"We're very ready." Ronnie said.
"I'm going to your wedding." Harvey said. Danny nodded.
"Yes I know." He chuckled as he helped Ronnie up, "Bye Harvey."
"Bye." Ronnie and Danny walked out of the lounge towards the front door.
"You think Harvey will still be alive by the time we get married?" Danny asked.
"Danny!" Ronnie laughed, "Of course he'll be alive."
"I'm just asking." Danny chuckled as he helped Ronnie into the car.
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Ronnie looked at the large plate in front of her. She groaned loudly. God, she loved food. She seemed to be eating more and more lately.
"So, I was thinking maybe like a dinosaur theme for Chris' room." Danny said. Ronnie shrugged as she shoveled some pasta into her mouth.
"We'll see." She mumbled, "I was thinking something more neutral, not really many designs, maybe a colour scheme or something." She said.
"We'll see." Danny winked. Ronnie shoveled some food into her mouth.
"This tastes so much better now that I'm pregnant."
"Gee, thanks." He chuckled as he shook his head.
"I was thinking…Do you think I should call my mother?" Danny stared at Ronnie.
"Why?" He asked.
"Why? Because I haven't talked to her for like over a year. She doesn't know we're getting married this year. She doesn't know about Christian or Christopher." Ronnie said.
"Right. My parents don't know either." Danny said, "I kind of like it that way." Ronnie nodded.
"Well, I don't. I like my mother." She said.
"Then tell her. I never said you couldn't tell her about the babies." Danny said as he finished his food, "Do what ever you want." Ronnie's lip began to tremble, "What's wrong?"
"You're mad at me." She whispered.
"What? No I'm not." Danny said. Ronnie covered her face.
"Yes you are. You d-don't care about what I do." She sobbed. Danny sighed deeply. It was her hormones.
"I care what you do, Ronnie." He said. "If you want to tell your mother, then go ahead. I'll be right by your side if you want."
"Really?" Ronnie sniffled.
"Really." Danny said as he stood up. Ronnie smiled.
"I'll tell my mother then." Ronnie said with a smile on her face, "I didn't mean to blow up at you like that."
"It's all right." Danny chuckled, "Why don't you go get changed and then lay down foe awhile. I'll clean up here."
"All right." Ronnie shuffled to the bedroom. Danny shook his head. Pregnancy hormones. You got to love them.