I got to the doctor's office on Tuesday at 10 in the morning. I had the procedure done, and I got to see my baby. I was so happy; a tear slowly worked its way out and streamed down my face.
After it was over, I went back home so I could tell Wonka all about it. He didn't come, because he was kept back by one of the oompa loompas. One of them got into an accident with the wrapping machine. It seems that he lost control of it and got wrapped in gold wrapping.
I went and found him now finishing up his job of unwrapping oompa 6694. He seemed rather happy to see me too.
"How did it go?"
"Oh, it was the greatest thing. I got to see the baby!"
"I'm so sorry I didn't get to go with you. I feel really bad about it."
"No, don't worry. I understand that you had something to do here. I'm not upset."
All of a sudden, I felt something. It was like a light tap on my stomach. I put my hand over it and felt it again.
"What is it? Are you in pain?"
"No! Here, put your hand right there."
He did so, and a second later a look of surprise crossed his face.
"What was that?"
"The baby's kicking!"
I went into my room and sat on my bed. I started to draw again, and then I realized something. We would need a room for the baby! We had to have a nursery. I went and found him so I could consult him.
"Hey, I was thinking. I thought we should have a nursery for this baby, you know? So that way it doesn't have to be in a crib in one of our rooms. It should have a room of its own, you know?"
"Yes, I know exactly what you mean. I have been thinking about it too. Now, I would like to show you something. I have been working on it for quite some time."
He brought me down the hallway, and past his room. There was a door that I hadn't seen before. I hadn't been to his room in quite a while so it was logical that I hadn't seen it.
"What is this?"
"I really hope you like this; I tried to make it suitable for you and the baby. Here is the nursery."