The first doctor's appointment.

There are a million reasons to be worried.

"Relax, Beca. The baby is fine." Jesse said.

"Sure..." I said, still freaked out.

This wasn't like me. At all.

Stay cool, Beca. Stay cool.

"I just... I really don't like doctor's appointments." I shuddered.

Doctor's appointments usually mean the flu and sprained ankles and larangytis and old celebrity magazines.

Trust me, I did not want to go there.

Jesse chuckled. "You're just like a little kid."

I roll my eyes as he plants a kiss on my cheek.

"I'm glad you could take the day off today." I say.

"Me, too. I'll have to admit, though, it was a lot easier to get a day off when we worked for Luke." He said.

"Ah hem. Trust me, nothing was easy about Barden." I said.

"It wasn't that bad." He said.

"My opinions are different." I said.

We parked the car and I stepped out.

"Do you need any help?" Jesse asked.

I glared at him. "Am I really that huge?"

"No, no. I just didn't want you falling and getting hurt." He said.

I smile at him. He's just trying to help. I don't know why I lashed out on him like that.

Now it was time for the worst part:The waiting room.

All of the other women around me were bigger and most of them were older. I was probably the only twenty four year old in there.

"Is it your mother or your sister?" The woman next to me asked.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Who's expecting the baby?" She asked.

"Um..." I said, biting my lip.

"Kat Michaels, the doctor will see you now." A nurse said.

The woman next to me got up and followed her into the back.

"I told you you weren't that huge." Jesse said.

I smiled.

He picked up a Parenting magazine.

"Really?" I said.

He shrugged.

I picked up a Fit Pregnancy magazine, just so I'd stop squirming because of the long wait.

"Beca Swanson, the doctor will see you now." The same nurse said.

Jesse squeezed my hand as we got up together.

We head to the back room.

It smells like cleaner and medicene. That's exactly what I remembered from past experiences at doctor's offices.

The nurse makes me lay down on a huge chair. The doctor soon comes in.

Hi. My name is Dr. Rachel Sanders, you must be the Swansons." She said.

"Yes." I said.

"So, how have things been?. Dr. Sanders asks.

"Fine, just a little dizzy and nauseous on occasion." I said.

"Lucky for you, that's totally normal. How about cravings?" She asks.

"Um, considering I can only hold down shrimp and wheat cereal, I'll so both yes and no." I say.

"Okay. Seems like everything's running smoothly. So are you ready to see the ultrasound?" She says, doodling on her clipboard.

Jesse and I exchange smiles. "Yes."

"Alright then. Renesmee!" Dr. Sanders calls for the nurse.

"Yes, m'aam?" Nurse Renesmee asks.

"Get the ultrasound equipment ready."

About two minutes later, we were staring at our tiny baby on the screen.

"Oh, Beca." Jesse whispered.