"I'm nervous." Sara browsed through the magazine in her hands without paying attention to one word. She and Sofia had an appointment with Sofia's gynecologist. The doctor wanted to take another photo of the fetus. It was the first one since Sofia knew that she was pregnant. On the first photo was nothing; at least neither she nor Sara could see anything. It looked like a blizzard at night.
"It's a routine checkup, no need to be nervous."
"I know but…we'll get a photo…and we'll be able to see more than snow. We don't have to call it snowflake anymore." Sara had simply called the fetus 'snowflakes' because it looked like a blizzard and she had no idea if she should give the baby a male or female name.
"We might be even able to see if it's a boy or a girl…do we want to know that by now?"
"I'm not sure." Did they? Or should they wait? They had started to work on the room, a wall paper with Disney characters were on the walls and a plain white cradle with a teddy bear was in the middle of the room.
"Me neither. We can ask to get an envelope with the gender written in and when we feel like knowing it, we'll open it."
"Sounds like a plan. Your mom will open it the next she's over."
"We won't tell her about it."
"We better don't."
"Misses Curtis?" The medical secretary opened the door.
"Here." Sofia took Sara's hand and walked into the examination room.
"Have a seat the doctor will be with you in a moment."
"I don't feel comfortable here. I hate doctors. Can't I give birth without them? Million years ago there weren't doctors and animals don't have doctors around neither."
"Million years ago there were no human being on this planet and you're not an animal. You'll have a doctor around."
"Easy for you to say. But you'll suffer too when I'm in labor and you're with me, holding my hand, I'll swear at you and call you names."
"I didn't make you pregnant, you've to swear at the doctor." Sara grinned.
"I'll say that I'll never want to have sex again and that's something you won't like."
"It wasn't sex that made you pregnant."
"I won't remember that when I'm in labor-pain."
"I'll make you remember when the baby is there."
"Will you?"
"Yes."
"You'll be busy changing diapers while I need to rest because of the birth."
"I'm not your babysitter, Sofia."
"I'm pregnant, I've the work and the pain now, later it's your turn."
"You can keep the baby in you, I don't want it out."
"Well, well, don't fight you're not alone here." The doctor came in. She was younger than Sara and Sofia, in her early thirties with long black hair and an easy smile.
"I'm doctor Prince."
"Sara. The poor wife."
"Lucky wife." Sofia corrected.
"We can agree on wife. How do you feel Sofia?"
"Better since I don't suffer from morning sickness anymore."
"Good to hear. And the baby?"
"It didn't complain. When will I feel it kicking?"
"You can expect the first movements between the twentieth and twenty-third week."
"Oh, I've some time left."
"Yes."
"When will we know if it will be a boy or a girl?"
"Around the same time if you don't special examination because it's very important for you. We can try to look for that next month when you're in the eighteenth week."
"All these interesting things are so far away. But we can take a new photo today?"
"Yes."
"Good. We both don't see anything on the old one."
"I'll try to take a really nice one this time. Have a seat Sofia and show us your belly."
"It's getting bigger, I need new pants soon." Sofia whined.
"Buy comfortable ones you are still thin, that will change in a few months and you don't want to buy a new pair of pants every two weeks, do you?"
"There are no comfortable suits." Sara chuckled. "You don't get suit pants with an elastic band."
"I hate you." Sofia hissed.
"You love me."
"Not if you go on like that…whoa that's cold." Sofia jittered when the doctor allocated the cold crème on her belly.
"Sorry we need that for the photo."
"I need a hot chocolate after this."
"You always find an excuse for chocolate." Sara giggled.
"And? Do you want to tell me anything special with that comment, Sara?"
"No, I just mentioned it."
"Uh-huh."
"Don't argue. Have a look to your right."
"Snowflakes again." Sara cocked her head. There was something in the blizzard. A bigger snowflake? After all, they are all unique and maybe they were looking at the mother of all snowflakes.
"I can see the baby." Fourteen weeks and finally the baby looked a little bit like a baby. Sofia sighed. There was the little human in her. Okay, if she wouldn't know it's a baby she wouldn't know it was a baby but with the knowledge she could say, she saw her baby.
"How big is it?" The blonde asked.
"A little bit over three inches and two point five ounces."
"A small bar of chocolate. A snickers. Or a Mars bar."
"I'm a little bit scared, she starts to compare our child with chocolate…I hope she won't eat it."
"I'm sure it's sweet."
"Doctor Prince, what can I do to make sure our baby won't end on the barbeque?"
"How good is Sofia in making decisions? If she has to choose."
"Bad. It takes ages."
"Then you don't have to worry. Until she has made a decision both children will be able to run away when she has her knives sharp."
"What? Children?" Sara and Sofia yelled these words together and made doctor Price laugh.
"Did you say children? You mean child, don't you?" Sofia was sure the doctor made a mistake.
"No Sofia, I mean children. You're expecting twins."
"Twins? Can't be…"
"They used two ovum when you had in-vitro fertilization, didn't they?"
"Yes…but…you didn't say anything about twins the last time." The doctor said baby. She didn't mentioned babies. Sofia was absolutely sure about that. How could it be that there were two children in her? Out of the blue.
"I wasn't sure and wanted to wait for the new x-ray before I say something that might be wrong. Now we can see two children, you're expecting twins, Sofia. I'm very sure. See the two heads."
"Uhm…do you?" Sofia looked at Sara.
"I can guess what the baby is…what the babies are? I'm not sure…it's too much a blizzard. You eat too much chocolate, it's too brown in you."
"I can switch to white chocolate."
"Then we'll see only white…no, I'm sorry I can't see two babies." Sara was happy that she could see one or at least she thought she saw one.
"See here?" Doctor Prince pointed to something that looked like something. "The head of the first one. And here's the head of the second."
"Twins." Sofia shook her head. "I don't believe it."
"We need to prepare a second room."
"Thanks god we've four bedrooms. Oh well I wanted two children it looks like I don't need another in-vitro, I've my two children. And doc, do you know what the best thing is about twins?"
"What?"
"One will be Sara's child. In a bad case it could have been my ovum twice, now I'm sure one is from Sara and I'll get a baby with a gap between it's teeth, that's so ouch…don't pinch the mother of your twins."
"It's a way to make her shut up."
"Yes Sofia you can be sure one is Sara's baby. Do you want to know later who belongs to whom?"
"They both belong to us, it doesn't matter who has given the DNA to which one. They are both ours. But one will have a cute little gap and will look so adorable with it."
"Maybe." Sara grumbled.
"I so hope that."
"And the other one will dye it's hair to be blond."
"You'll sleep alone tonight, Sara Sidle." Sofia pouted. She was nice to her wife and Sara had nothing better to do than insulting her.
"You stand by your real hair color, Sofia. The doc and me know you're not a real blond."
"I so hate you right now."
"And I so wonder how you look with your true hair color." Sara had never seen Sofia with another hair color than blond. And if her wife hadn't been too lazy one day she'd have never seen the brown hair growing under the blonde. Unfortunately it wasn't enough to see what kind of darker hair Sofia exactly had.
"Stunning."
"Of course."
"Please change the topic." She hated to talk about her natural hair color. She was blond and she would stay blond. "Doc, is the baby…are the babies alright?"
"I can't see anything that would suggest different. Both look exactly the way they should look like."
"And the next time you can tell us if we're expecting a boy and a girl or two boys/girls?"
"We can try. If you skip your next appointment like you did with your last, we might see a lot of things."
"I was busy." Sofia mumbled an excuse. She was supposed to be here three weeks ago but she had been busy and thought there was no reason to come along so often. She wasn't ill, she was pregnant.
"I hate to tell you but you need your regular check-ups. You're not twenty anymore, Sofia. With twenty-nine and a few months you need some more treatment and we need to check a little bit more. Better safe than sorry, don't you think?"
Twenty-nine and a few months? Sara had to be very strong not to laugh out loud. How many months? A thousand?
"Yes."
"I'll make sure you'll be here." Sara looked firm at Sofia. If the blonde didn't take her appointments seriously, Sara would. There was no way Sofia would skip the next appointment without a really good reason and Sara couldn't think of a really good reason.
"That would be good."
"I'll be here. I have to. Now I want a boy and a girl and I want to know if we get them or if we'll get two boys or two girls." Sofia smiled. She expected twins. The first treatment was enough to make her pregnant and both ovum had made it. She was two times lucky.