Daddy's Little Girl- The Sonogram
"I'm so glad you could come today." I tell Quil as we get in the truck to drive to the doctor's office. If baby cooperates we should be able to find out what the sex is. I'm super excited but I don't think I'm anywhere near as excited as Quil is. My new best teacher friend is jealous of how excited and involved he is. She says her husband wasn't really involved until her little boy was born. Even though the baby isn't due for a few more months Quil has kept his promise and taken care of us. He does most of the cooking and cleaning since I've started my teaching job which I feel guilty about since he is running a shop. Him and one of his friends, Embry own and run on their own a plant and gardening shop as well as teach gardening classes. He says there are almost in the position to hire help.
We argue a lot about what happens after baby is born. I want to continue working after my maternity leave and leave baby with my mom and his mom. He wants me to quit working. I tell him that's insane at least until the shop is making at least enough to where it won't matter. He tells me over and over that the baby needs love and its mommy not money and stuff.
I guess it's the way we were raised. My mom always worked and I was in daycare and then school. His mom stayed home with him and baked cookies and joined the PTA and all that SAHM mom stuff. I just don't see that being me.
"So what do you want it to be?" I ask him and he says he honestly doesn't care. "You really wouldn't rather have a boy to take fishing and play football with?"
"Bells, my kid is going fishing every weekend and playing football no matter if it's a boy or a girl. And eventually you will be so jealous of our quality time spent together you will come fishing and play football with us."
"Ha-ha. Good luck with that theory. Because my dad didn't try all my life to get me to go fishing."
Soon we get there and sign in and wait and wait and wait. Finally they call us back and I lay down and the rub that cold gooey crap all over me.
And then the most amazing thing ever, our baby on the screen. You can actually make out body parts! I start crying and Quil rubs his fingers through my hair knowing I'm crying happy tears. Seeing it like this makes it all so… real.
The doctor asks if we want to know the sex and Quil says yes! Like a kid saying yes to ice cream with candy on top.
"It's a girl."
Oh wow. A girl. A teeny tiny little girl who is going to depend on the two of us for everything she needs. Poor teeny tiny little girl.
I can just picture all the frilly little dresses she's going to ruin playing in the dirt with her daddy.
"I hope she looks just like you Bells." Quil tells me happily.
I hope she acts just like him.