Nikki's point of view:
I kept giggling my leg up and down, clinging one hand onto my jacket that I held firmly against my stomach, the other clawing Lorraine's leg. She was staring at all the posters on the walls waiting patiently unlike myself who was so nervous I could probably vomit. She calmly placed her other hand on top of my leg pressing down, my fidgeting obviously annoyed her. 'Nik, relax it's going to be fine.' She reassured rubbing my arm. I grimaced unconvinced 'Lorraine what if something's wrong, it will have two heads or something, six arms, what if it's ill, what if…' 'We'll do everything we can to make the baby better, Nik I'm sure there is nothing wrong it's all going to be fine, I love you.' I sighed sinking further into the plastic chairs that completed the clinic look and feel. 'I love you too.' ' .' I jumped to my feet quickly, looking like a rabbit in headlights. 'It's alright don't be too nervous; you can come on through now we're ready.' Lorraine swiftly moving behind me, hand on the small of my back guiding me carefully to sit of the edge of the examining table. I lifted up my top to expose the slight curvature of my 12 week abdomen. I held my hand out to Lorraine, I wanted to remember that she was there, to feel the closeness, and close this gap between us. Also I could tell she was nervous, my hand could give her a form of comfort. She slowly edged closer watching every move the nurse made with eagle eyes, clutching my hand to her heart tightly. I couldn't help but wince at the temperature of the cold jell being placed on my stomach. It seemed to take ages for them to get all the monitors sorted, I think I was being impatient but I needed to know everything was going to be ok. It seemed like a life time away- already twelve weeks had passed and we were about to be face to face with what I would potentially be a mother to in not that many months away. Finally the nurse swivelled the screen to face us and I was completely transfixed on the little blob, looking like a miniature alien, it was a weird feeling thinking that it was inside me. 'What's this though…..that doesn't seem right?' I asked trembling biting on my bottom lip; Lorraine just rubbed my hand with her thumb. 'That's the placenta.' The nurse pointed out. 'What about that? Something is wrong isn't it?' I questioned scared. 'No, there's the hands, the feet, the head, perfectly normal size and on track for 12 weeks, would you like a photo printed?' she replied with a smile. I couldn't help but beam even though I was unaware of the tears rolling down my cheeks, even Lorraine had a tear in her eye and she removed her hand from mine to embrace me in her arms. 'We're going to have a baby.' She giggled. 'We are, Lo are you sure you want to do this?' She picked up the photo of the baby, our baby and gave a toothy grin, staring at it absorbed I couldn't tell what she was thinking although she seemed in love. She slipped her arm around my waist, tucking my hair behind my ear kissing my cheek, my lips softly, the top of my head. 'I want whatever you want, I want you to be happy Nikki, I love you so much.' Resting her chin on top of my head I answered 'I love you too Lorraine.' This is the time when I really thought we were going to be a family.