Chapter 6
Three months have gone by and things are quiet. I stopped skipping meals but these last few mornings, I have been sick. I call Gemma. "Gem, can you take me to the doctor?" I asked. "Yeah baby. You okay?" she asked. "Yeah just been sick these last few days and nothing is helping." I tell her. "I'll be there shortly." she says and hangs up. I get showered and dressed and waiting when she pulls up.
We get to the doctor's office and they take my temp and it's normal. They asked questions about how I'm feeling and asked when my last period was. "Shit." I say and my eyes go wide. "Fuck." I say. "That tells me that we need a pregnancy test." the doctor says. The nurse comes in and takes some blood and we wait. "Sweetheart, you and your Old Man not using protection?" she asked. "Not all the time. I know we should. We haven't even talked about kids." I tell her. "Well, you might need to." she says smiling. The doctor comes in and says "Looks like the test was positive. Congratulations. We need to do an ultrasound so that we can tell how far along you are. Then we will schedule you for an appointment with an OBGYN and get you started on prenatals.
The doctor sends us up to the next floor where the OBGYN is and I am introduced to Dr Lee. She takes me into an exam room and takes my vitals for her records. Then she pulls over the ultrasound machine. Putting the gel on my stomach, she moves the wand and we hear the little thud thud of the heart beat. "That sounds real strong." she says. Moving the wand around more she does some measurements. "Looks like the little one is measuring to be about seven weeks. I'll write your prescription for your prenatals and we will see you back here in a month." she says before leaving the room. "Shit. What am I going to do?" I say to Gemma. "You go home and you tell your Old Man that he can trade the condoms in for diapers." she tells me and we both laugh. I am scared though because I don't know how he will react.
Gemma drops me off at home and I walk inside and Juice is sitting there on the couch watching TV. He looks up and says "Hey baby. How you feeling?" I smile sadly and say "A little better. Gemma took me to the doctor." He leads me to the couch and says "I know. She told me before she left to get you. What did they say?" he asked. I look down at my hands and he says "Baby, talk to me. What's wrong?" I take a deep breath and say "I'm seven weeks pregnant." He doesn't say anything. After a few minutes of silence, I can't take it anymore. I feel a tear fall from my cheek and I get up to go to our bedroom. "I'm gonna be a dad?" he asked quietly? "Yeah." I say simply. He walks over to me and pulls me into his arms and says "I'm gonna be a dad. Baby, thank you. I love you so much." At this point I am full on sobbing. "Baby, what's wrong?" he asked worried. "I was scared you would be mad because we never talked about kids." I say. "Baby, I would never be mad about being a dad. I want a family with you so bad but I was scared you didn't." he said. "Well, I guess we were on the same page after all." I say. I start laughing. "What's so funny?" he asked smiling. "Gemma told me that I should tell you by saying that you can trade the condoms for diapers." I tell him and he starts laughing. Rubbing my stomach he says "We're having a baby." He kisses me softly and carries me to bed to show my how much he loves me.
Walking into the clubhouse the next day, Juice and I are hand in hand which wasn't out of the ordinary. Since we got together, we don't really go anywhere without touching somehow. "Hey guys, shut up. We have an announcement." Juice yells. Everyone stops and turns to us and Gemma is smiling. "We're knocked up." he yells and everyone comes to congratulate us. My dad pulls me into a hug and says "I'm gonna be a Grampy? I smile and say "Looks like it. I'm only seven weeks." He pulls me into another hug and says "Congrats baby." I smile and Juice takes me back in his arms and kisses me. I didn't think his smile could get any bigger but then it does every time he puts his hand on my stomach. We spend the rest of the evening celebrating with our family and just crash in the dorm that night. Laying in bed, he pulls me to him, my back to his chest and he tells me how much he loves me and our baby and he rubs my belly until I fall asleep.