June 24th, 2004
Week 18
Amelia celebrated her birthday in a huge way. Fireworks were set off and hundreds of people came to play on the grounds. It was great fun. SHe could not wait for her next birthday to do it again.
"I feel like I've swallowed a watermelon." Amelia told her mother. Helen chuckled.
"I know the feeling." She told her. "It's only going to get worse though."
"Don't tell me that." Amelia said staring at herself in the mirror, "Pregnant women should never ever wear bathing suits." Helen looked at her daughter with a smile.
"You look beautiful, Mia." She told her baby. Amelia gave her mother a look as she wrapped a sarong around her huge waist. She walked down the hallway to the back. Michael was already lying down by the pool. She smiled softly walking outside.
"Hello Sexy." She said. Michael smiled looking at her. He watched Amelia walk over to him and stumble into the picnic stable, spilling the lemonade. Michael chuckled.
"Smooth one." He said.
"My sense of balance is off okay?" Amelia smirked.
"Since when did you have it?" Michael sat up, extending his hand. Amelia took his hand and eased herself down next to him. She dipped her feet into the water.
"I can be graceful when I need to be." Amelia said. Michael stared at her.
"Since when?" He asked, "Name one occasion."
"Well, um..." Amelia blushed deeply. Everything she could remember had an incident of her being an idiot, except for one. She smiled at Michael, "I have one."
"Oh yeah?" Michael asked. "Give it to me."
"Our wedding." Amelia said, "I was graceful and not clumsy was I not?" Michael looked at her and smiled.
"Graceful and beautiful. An angel." He said getting into the pool. "Come into the pool. It'll help your back pressure."
"Oh, you're a doctor now." Amelia chuckled taking his hands. Michael helped her into the pool. She groaned loudly. "I love pools."
"Me too." Michael said. "I like seeing you wet." Amelia blushed deeply.
"Pervert." She giggled. Michael rolled his eyes.
"I didn't mean it like that." he said, "You're the pervert."
"I'm pregnant. I have a right to be." Amelia said.
"And it got you that way." Michael smiled lowering his lips to hers. He did not care ho pregnant or how clumsy Amelia got. She was very attractive to him and he knew that she always would be.
July 8th, 2004
Week 20
Michael stared at Amelia. She was so gorgeous. The swell of her belly was so beautiful. She was the most wonderful pregnant woman he had ever seen. Amelia looked at him.
"Are you coming?" She asked.
"Huh?" Michael looked at her blankly. Amelia chuckled.
"The Doctor can see us now." She said. Michael looked at Dr. White standing in the doorway.
"Oh!" Michael stood up and walked into the office.
"Bon Jour." Dr. White smiled.
"Bon jour. Michael is a little nervous about today's appointment." Amelia smiled.
"I can see. Do not worry." Dr. White said, "It's just a simple ultrasound."
"I don't want the sex leaked to the press." Michael said. Dr White chuckled.
"Do not worry. I strongly believe in doctor/patient confidentiality." Dr. White said, "No money could ever pull it out of me."
"Thanks." Amelia smiled as Michael helped her up onto the table. Dr. White began to check her vitals.
"Do you have any names picked out?" He asked. Amelia nodded.
"Antoinette if it's a girl and Dominic if it's a boy." She said.
"Wonderful royal names." Dr. White, "Everything looks normal here, but I still recommended that Queen Clarice handle on the tough things though." Amelia chuckled.
"Oh she is." Amelia rubbed her belly.
"Good. Now let's get this ultrasound started so you can finish the nursery according to the sex." Dr. White smiled pleasantly at them.
"Thanks." Amelia smiled as she lay on the table. Michael took her hand and gently squeezed it. He was so excited. A little boy…a little girl, either would be amazing.
"All right." Dr. White began the ultrasound, "There's your baby." Amelia and Michael stared at the screen. That was their child…
"Is it healthy?" Amelia asked.
"Very." Dr. White looked at her, "Everything is growing on schedule. The heart beat looks strong."
"Great." Michaels smiled.
"All right. Let's see if we can see the sex." Dr. White said.
"Okay." Amelia bit her lip. She did not care if it was a boy or a girl. She was just glad it was healthy.
"Okay. It would appear that you having…" Dr. White looked at them with a smile, "Antoinette." Amelia's breath stopped in her throat.
"A girl." Michael grinned at the doctor. "Are you sure?"
"I'm 95% sure." Dr. White said. He wiped off Amelia's stomach, "Congratulations."
"Thank you." Amelia sat up and smiled, "We need to tell ma."
"Well, She's out in the waiting room." Michael shook the Doctor's hand, "Thank you." Dr. White chuckled.
"It's my job." he said. Michael kissed Amelia as she slid off of the table.
"Let's tell her." Amelia pulled Michael out of the office. Helen and Joe both stood up when they saw them.
"Well?" Helen asked. Amelia looked around her. There was only one couple there.
"Tell them." Michael smiled. Amelia looked at her mother.
"Well, Mom," Amelia took in a deep breath, "you're going to have a little…granddaughter." Helen's eyes widened.
"It's a girl?" She whispered.
"It's a girl." Michael nodded. Helen's eyes filled with tears as she threw her arms around Amelia. Genovia was going to get a new princess. They could not be happier.
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