Chapter Twelve
May arrrives and I enter my second trimester. Lucas' book is about to be published, I'm over my morning sickness finally, I'm now the sole owner of Tric after Karen handed over the reigns to me, and life is good. Lucas comes in our bedroom one afternoon to find me measuring my stomach with a measuring tape. "God, if this keeps up, by the time I'm due I'm gonna be the size of a whale." I complain. Lucas laughs. "So guess where we're going today." he says. "Five months to the future so I can have this baby?" I guess. "No. We're going to look at furniture for the nursery!" he tells me. I clap my hands excitedly. "That's almost just as good." I tell him.
When we get to the furniture store, I'm kind of overwhelmed. We only have a few things for the baby already like outfits, a changing table, diapers, and stuff like that. We don't have a crib, a bassinet, all the big stuff. "Wow, who knew that our baby would have better furniture than us?" Lucas jokes. I smile. One of the sales women greets us and we sign up for a credit card through the furniture store and get approved for 4000. "Okay, that will definitely help out." I say, relieved. First we go look at the cribs, and we decide on a beautiful one with a cherry finish, along with some sage green bedding and a mobile. We get a padded rocking chair, a baby dresser, a baby lamp, and my favorite, a round bassinet with a canopy. We don't know if we're having a boy or a girl yet, so we decided to make the nursery a neutral color, that being green.
The delivery people follow us home and we spend the rest of the night putting together the furniture and setting it up.
"So what do you think we're going to have? Boy or girl?" I ask Lucas.
"I don't know. Boys seem to run rampant in my family, so I'm actually hoping for a girl." he says.
"I could have it either way. I'm kind of hoping for a boy though, just for the simple fact that you don't have to go through make up, boys, periods, mood swings, and all that with them." I laugh.
Lucas finally gets the crib put together after two attempts, and we stand back and admire our work. The walls have already been painted green, we're just trying to decide on a theme to do some murals on the walls.
"So what do you think?" Lucas asks.
"Looks amazing. I'm sure he or she will love it." I tell him.
June 6th, Lucas and I head off to the doctor's office once again for my check up and another ultra sound. "Ya know, I've been thinking about asking Dr. Lopez to move in with us. Just for the simple fact that we're here all the time." Lucas laughs.
We get in the office and sign in and wait to be called.
"Hey, Peyton, Lucas. How are we feeling today?" the doctor asks.
"No complaints just yet. Wait until it gets a little warmer outside and then I'll probably have a few." I tell her.
"Have you been feeling the baby move?" she asks.
"Just little movements here and there. Nothing major."
She has me lay back on the table for the ultrasound. I can't believe how much bigger the baby has gotten since my first ultrasound. "Would you guys like to know the sex of the baby?" she asks us. I look at Lucas and he smiles.
"Yeah." Lucas tells the doctor.
"Looks like you guys are going to have a baby girl."
I break out into a smile so wide I feel like my face is going to split in half. I told Lucas that I wanted a boy, but hearing that we're going to have a baby girl just makes my heart break. Lucas hugs me tightly. I bury my face into his neck and sniffle as tears run down my cheeks. Just then, I feel the baby really kick for the first time.
The docotor laughs as she sees the baby kick on the monitor. "Looks like she wanted her presence to be known." she tells us.
When we leave the doctor's office, we head over to the cafe' to tell Karen the good news.
"Hey Keith. How've you been?" I ask him
"Never better. How bout you? You feeling okay?" he asks me.
"Just very pregnant. But we got some big news today." I tell him.
"Oh yeah?" Karen says. "So what's the word? Pink or blue?"
"Pink. It's a girl." Lucas tells her. She jumps up and down and hugs me. "Yeah that was pretty much my reaction. Just more internal." I laugh.
"Do you know how long it's been since a baby girl has been born in the Scott family? Too damn long." Keith says.
"Well I'm here to change that. And she's gonna be the one to bring down the Scott men." I say laughing.
That night while Lucas is sleeping, I sneek out of bed and into the nursery. I sit in the rocking chair that's waiting to be used, and think about how I'm going to be a mother to a beautiful baby girl in a few short months. Suddenly inspiration strikes and I grab my paintbrushes and some paint and start working on the mural. I work for about five hours just listening to music and painting freehand and thinking. When Lucas wakes up in the morning, he sees me laying next to him passed out with paint smudges all over me.
Curiously, he opens the door to the nursery and gasps as he steps inside. On the walls are images from every child's fairytale. There's a castle with Rapunzel letting her hair down, Bambi, butterflies, flowers, dragonflies, words of inspiration, and on one of the walls are the words "Welcome to the world Little Miss Scott" at the top and the rest of the wall left blank. He smiles to himself. He notices a picture sitting on the dresser and picks it up. "Wow." he whispers. It's a picture of Lucas and I at the beach at the party right before Senior year. We're both smiling and just look so thrilled to be with each other.
He looks around the room one last time before shutting the door and coming back to bed to lay with me.