Three months passed by quickly and Karen was already into her second trimester. Everyone was amazed at how much she had changed. She looked like the same old Karen, but acted like a completely different person. There was no more alcohol, no more pills, and no more insults. Well, except for Grace, but she deserved it for wearing a ruffled shirt and leather pants.

Today was Karen's second OB/GYN appointment and Will, Grace and Jack were coming with her. Sitting at her desk in Grace Adler Designs, Karen skimmed through Parenting magazine, tracing patterns on her growing belly with her index finger while waiting for Will and Jack to arrive. Suddenly, she felt an odd sensation surge through her stomach, then another.

"Grace! Come here!" Karen yelled.

Grace came running from the swatch room, her face in a panic. She rushed over to Karen. "Are you alright?"

"Honey, come here." Karen said, grabbing Grace's hand and placing it on her stomach. "The baby's kicking."

Grace smiled as she felt the kick, then looked over at Karen, who had the biggest grin on her face and was practically glowing. Neither of them heard the door open when Jack and Will arrived to take Karen to her appointment.

"Grace, Karen is not the Buddha. You can't rub her belly and have better luck in relationships."

Grace and Karen both completely ignored Jack's comment. Instead, they each reached out to Jack and Will, placing their hands on Karen's stomach.

"Wow, Karen. He or she's got a strong kick." Will said, smiling.

"That was amazing, Karebear."

Karen smiled at her friends. "Okay, you guys ready to go? Don't wanna be late.."

They all nodded as Karen tried to get up, taking Will's hand. They walked down to the limo in silence. When the limo pulled out into traffic, Will turned to Karen.

"So, Karen, are you gonna find out the sex of the baby?"

"I don't know, Wilma. A part of me wants to be surprised, but the other part of me hates surprises."

"I think you should, Kar. Then you can pick out a name, clothes…..it would help me so I can decorate the nursery in something other than yellow."

Karen looked at Grace and smiled sadly. "Um, honey. Please don't take this the wrong way, but I don't need you to decorate the nursery. It's done already."

Grace looked shocked. "Really? When?"

Karen looked down at her hands, then out the window as she spoke. "A few years ago, Stanley and I thought we were pregnant. It turned out to be a false alarm, but when I told him I thought I might be, Stan said he had a surprise for me. We walked to the door opposite his library, which is only 3 doors away from our room, and he pulled a key out of his pocket. He put his hands over my eyes and opened the door. Stan and Rosie had painted and decorated one of the old storage rooms into a nursery for the baby. Even though it's been years, and I haven't gone into the room since, I decided to use it. Stanley was so proud of his work, and I want the baby to use it." Tears threatened to fall, but Karen remained stoic, only sniffling a bit.

Will reached out and took Karen's hand, pulling her closer to him. She went to him willingly, sniffling into his shirt. "It's okay, Karen. It's okay to miss him." He said, trying to soothe her as he rubbed her back.

"Thanks, Wilma." She said as she pulled away, fixing her mascara.

They walked into the doctor's office in silence. Karen sat on the examining table, waiting for the doctor to perform the ultrasound. Grace, Jack and Will all standing next to her.

"Girl." said Will.

"Boy." Jack and Grace said in unison.

"Well, let's find out, shall we?" Dr. Harte said as she walked in. "Morning, Karen. How are you feeling today?"

"I'm alright. Ready to see the baby, though." Karen answered with a smile.

"Well then, if we're all here, let's get started." Dr. Harte said, having Karen lie back on the table. She placed the transducer on Karen's ever-growing belly and began slowly moving it around.

The four stared at the black and white screen, trying to figure out what they were looking at. After several moments, Dr. Harte froze an image for the four of them. "There it is! Everything looks great, Karen."

"Boy or girl? Boy or girl?" Jack asked, jumping up and down.

"Congratulations, it's a healthy little girl."

"Told ya." Will said with a smile, squeezing Karen's hand.

Karen had tears in her eyes as she stared at the image of her daughter on the screen. "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome, Karen. I'll go and get you a copy of the photo, if you'd like."

"Yes, please." Karen replied, never taking her eyes off the screen.

Dr. Harte left the room and Will helped Karen up off the exam table. Grace and Jack gave her a hug and started buzzing on and on about the baby. Will noticed how quiet Karen was and leaned in close to her.

"Karen, what's wrong?" he whispered so that Grace and Jack wouldn't hear.

Karen looked up at him and smiled slightly. "Nothing honey, it's just…..Stanley always wanted another girl."