A/n: This is when Bella finds out that she is pregnant with baby number one. It's pretty short, but it's not meant to be long either.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series or the characters. I can only wish.

"Well Bella, it seems like congratulations are in order."

My head whips around to see the doctor walking through the door. I came in because of persistent stomach flu. Why would that be a reason to celebrate? I felt awful. Really I just wanted the nausea to go away so I could eat. But of course the doctor insisted on running a few tests first.

"Congratulations? What for? It's the stomach flu."

The doctor shakes his head slightly and smiles a little, "I can assure you that it's not the stomach flu."

"Then why can't I keep anything down? What's wrong with me?" To my utter frustration he answered my question with another question.

"Tell me, how late is your period?"

My period? What did that have to do with…oh…oh… holy fucking cow seriously? "A few months, now that I think about it…I didn't realize that it was missing, I have been really busy with school and work lately."

He nodded, looking at me knowingly, "Well, if you allow me to examine you, I can tell you about how far along you are. Just a simple ultrasound."

I nodded my consent, dumbfounded. I was pregnant. I only just turned 21. Mike and I had decided to wait until after college. We were going to travel a little first too. This definitely threw a wrench in our plans. Even so, I was insanely happy at the idea of being a mother. I couldn't help my grin when I saw our little nugget on the screen.

"Well, your baby is measuring at about 11 weeks. You are due around the third week of May. Everything looks good so far. Do you have any questions?"

"Ok. When will the nausea end? I can't keep much of anything down."

"I can give you something to help with that. I can also give you some pamphlets with useful information about pregnancy and dealing with morning sickness. I strongly recommend that you find an OB for the duration of your pregnancy, and after. If you need a recommendation of a good one, I can give you that too."

"Ok. Thanks, doctor."

I didn't know what else to say at this point. I was pregnant. It was a lot to take in. We were young. But I knew that we would be great parents. Now I just needed to figure out how to tell Mike. Would he be as happy as me?