40 Weeks
Hey! I am really sorry that it has been such a long time! School has been really rough lately, and with sports, and a social life, haha, its just been hard to update. Anyways, I am updating now. Its kind of hard to go from writing like 3 chapters a day, to losing a week of writing, so forgive me if the transition is not as smooth as I would like it to be..
A/N: I don't own Grey's Anatomy. End of Story. No Addison.
Week 7
Meredith woke to the smell of coffee. Groaning slightly, she took a Saltene out of the box that Derek had left by her bedside and chewed slowly until the nausea passed. This was going to be a long week. She had just gotten back from Derek's family's place in New York a few days ago, and was still trying to recooperate, on top of being pregnant.
Pregnant. What an odd word. She had used it to describe Cristina, to describe her patients, even to describe other friends, plus that dog she had when she was fourteen for three weeks. As soon as her mom knew that it was pregnant, she gave it away. She was glad that her mother and Derek were two different people.
Derek walked into the room in a pair of flannel pajama pants, and no shirt. Meredith smiled at his physique and he climbed into bed and threw his arm around her.
"Someone's up early."
"Yeah, well I couldn't go back to sleep, and the nausea is back again."
This was not the first time this morning that Meredith had nausea. At one am, she had woken up incredibly queasy and rushed to the bathroom for the first of many trips.
"Are you feeling better now?" Derek said rubbing her back in circular patterns.
"Yes, I am. Thanks for asking. I don't wanna work today." She complained with puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah, I don't either. The only thing is, I just got paged to come in early today, in the next two hours, they are airlifting someone from a hospital in Phoneix to here, and they have some sort of brain tumor. I don't know, I haven't gotten the case officially yet, but I guess that means that you and baby will be coming too."
"I wonder, could I get the day off, if the baby decided it was a good thing to take the day off?" Meredith laughed.
Derek put his free hand that was not around Meredith and put it on her stomach.
"Is this okay?" he asked timidly.
"Of course it is Derek. Its your baby too."
Derek leaned down and pulled up Meredith's shirt to reveal a small bump. He gave her stomach a raspberry, and started talking to the baby. This was a morning ritual.
"Good morning baby. This is your daddy talking. Your mommy and I love you very much. We are excited for you to come out. It will be a little while before that though, so make sure that you don't give your mommy any more trouble, you are being quite the cause of nausea this morning."
Meredith smiled as he leaned in for a deep kiss.
"I love you Derek."
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"Are you ready yet?" Izzie pounded on the bathroom door in the hospital.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming."
Meredith was in the bathroom on her cell phone scheduling an appointment. As she came out of the bathroom, she was very pale, and with little color in her face at all.
"Are you okay Meredith? You look like crap."
"Well thank you Izzie. That is what I just love to hear. I am seven weeks pregnant, I just scheduled my first prenatal appointment, they want a full family history, and I don't know what the hell I am going to give them."
"Oh Meredith, I'm sorry. I forgot about, -"
"Thatcher. Ugh. I cannot believe this. I guess I just wont fill out that part of the forms."
"Meredith, trust me, I get the feeling."
"Trust me Izzie, you don't. You are Miss Model, no offense, you have a great boyfriend Alex, and you are not pregnant, falling asleep, nauseated, and having mood swings worse than ever."
Meredith sat down on the bench and started crying.
"Meredith, aw, it will be okay. Its going to be fine. You have Derek, he is a great guy. You have us as friends, George, and Cristina, and me. You have a big house and a great career that is NOT over. Your life will go on and you will have a wonderful baby."
Izzie was going to say something about her and pregnancy, but decided against it, as not being the right time.
"These mood swings suck. I cry like a normal girl. Sad movies, the occasional build up of stress, a bad day, a bad decision. Now I am crying at the drop of a hat. Its so tiring, being this moody!"
"Trust me, they will go away after a while. You know, I switched out of the whole heart surgery deal and into the baby stuff. I love babies."
"Cristina says their toxic."
"They are. But that's a good thing. They make you feel good."
"I need to feel good."
"Do you have a break right now?" Izzie asked.
"Yeah."
"We're going down to the nursery."
With that, she dragged Meredith out of the locker room, and downstairs to the baby section of the hospital.
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Meredith gazed into the glass window, and about fifteen babies gazed back.
"They are so cute."
"Yeah, they are." Izzie agreed.
"Makes you wanna just jump all around, and hold one, and then just be happy."
"That's a good thing about going into surgery with babies, you get to hold them all the time, and see them open their eyes and smile at you, and its just worth saving their lives, because they cant be grumpy about it. Its just true, greatfullness. Or maybe they just smile because that's all they can do. But still. It makes a difference, because they are leaving their lives in my hands, without any compromises, or arguments. Its such a wonderful thing. They're all little miracles."
"I made a miracle."
"Yes, we did." Derek said coming up behind her.
"Hey Derek." Meredith said leaning back to kiss him.
Putting his arms around her waist, they gazed into the nursery together.
"Meredith, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later. Bye Derek." Izzie said as she walked off to give the happy couple time alone.
"They're adorable."
"Soon, it will be you, me and our baby looking into here seeing his"
"Or her."
"Or her sweet little face gazing back at us." Derek said laughing.
"i'm scared."
"About what?"
"Giving birth. Being a good parent. Getting fat. Keep throwing up every morning. Complications. Maternity shopping. Swollen ankles. Being on bedrest. Job restrictions."
"Gosh. Do you wanna sit down and talk?"
"Sure, I have a few minutes."
Derek led Meredith over to a small table and chair set where they could still see into the nursery.
"Okay, Meredith, you don't need to worry. Everything is going to be great. Did you schedule your prenatal appointment yet?"
"Yeah. This morning. It is scheduled for Monday of next week."
"Can I come?"
"Of course. I expect you to be there."
"Good. Giving birth wont be so bad though, so you can take that off your list of things to worry about."
"What? I've seen the movies, I've seen it in real life. Birth is a beautiful, painful event."
"Yes, well there are things that we like to call very strong drugs that make this a much more enjoyable experience."
Meredith laughed.
"And, besides, I will be with you the entire time."
"The whole time?"
"The entire time."
"Even when all I can eat are ice chips, and you have to feed them to me. When I scream out thanks a lot for knocking me up, it is all your fault, and when I get so moody throughout the pregnancy, that by the end, you would probably just want to give me some sleeping pills and be done with it?"
Derek laughed. "I would never purposely overdose you!"
Meredith jokingly hit him on the shoulder.
"Just kidding babe."
"You better be. I am a doctor too, you know. I have a few tricks up my sleeve as well."
"I am really scared."
"Yes, you should be. I am a smartass pregnant lady, be afraid."
"Well, smartass pregnant lady, do you have a date for tonight?"
Meredith smiled and took his hand.
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Like I said, probably could have been better, more tomorrow, at least I updated! I should get some reviews for that! Haha, Ok, Review, Review, Review, and I will write more tomorrow, I know its kinda cheesy, but it's a transition. Alrighty!
Another thing: i know some stuff may seem cheesy, but i tried to base the way that they communicate roughly on my aunt and uncle, who are really in love, and pregnant. So, its kinda cheesy, the way i phrase things, but some of it is more realistic than it may first seem.
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