Chapter 5 -The Trip-

Saturday- 11:30 A.M.

"Teddy! Get ready! My appointment is in an hour. We need to leave by at least 11:45!" Gosh! She is so bossy when she is pregnant! I sure can't wait until I'm going to be a mommy! That was sarcasm, by the way.

"I'm coming! Don't get your panties in a twist! I still need to shower and get dressed!" Man, was she bossy!

"Don't use that tone with me young lady! Hurry up, I need to stop somewhere before we go to my appointment." She is starting to get on my nerves, and I really don't want to be with this for another nine months, again.

"I said I am coming! I still have to shower! And get dressed!" All I can say right now is, 'hold up!'

I showered, got dressed, had a little snack, and we were out the door by 11:44.

-At the appointment-

"Okay, Amy Duncan?" We heard the doctor call my mom, and we went into the room.

"Okay, how far along are you? If you don't know, that's okay, and if you are far along enough, we can tell the sex of the baby." The doctor was calm, relaxed, I could tell that he's done this a lot with my mom.

"Well, I am about 7 weeks along, and we don't want to know the gender, I've already discussed that with my husband." Mom seemed calm too. As calm as I've ever seen her when she was pregnant. Or anytime in my life. Other than when she was sad.

"Okay, baby looks very healthy, keep it up on what ever you're doing. And as long as you have a healthy pregnancy, you most likely won't have any birth problems." As soon as the doctor said that, mom looked worried.

"W- what do you mean, birth problems?"

"Well, you aren't as young as you used to be, Amy, and I just want the baby to be healthy, with your age, I am surprised you even got pregnant. Just keep doing what you're doing. Okay?" My mom got teary, a single tear rolled down her face.

"Okay. T- thank you."

At home- 4:00 P.M.

"Mom seemed really worried today at the doctor appointment. The doctor said that she could have problems during birth, and the baby could have some problems, you know, because she is, old." I tried to keep it as quiet as I could when I told dad, I didn't want mom crying.

"I'm sure the baby will be just fine. Teddy, your mom has done this four times already. Okay, just be calm and worry free and you mom will do just fine. Okay?" Dad seemed really okay with this, maybe because he's a dad.

"Okay. I will." And then I left the room.

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