Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
He doesn't have a chance to answer me, and maybe it's a good thing, because I'm afraid that at this rate I don't know what else is going to come out of my mouth with all these nerves. "Hi there." A woman comes in. "My name is Cynthia and I'm the nurse." I smile at her as she walks over to the desk and moves the mouse, which makes the computer screen open. She goes over my name and age. "When was your last menstrual cycle?"
"Six weeks ago," I say, my legs now moving with the nerves in me. I look over at Bennett, who stands there trying to read the screen to make sure that she's putting everything in right. His hair is perfectly set today and he looks so handsome. The nurse gets up and walks out. I look over at Bennett and I'm about to tell him that I'm not feeling myself but I don't have a chance because the door opens again.
"Presley," the other woman says, coming in. "I'm Dr. Wellington." She smiles and then looks over at Bennett. "You must be daddy."
I can't help the smile that comes on my face looking at Bennett’s face light up. "That would be me," he says, standing by my side now and putting a hand on my back. She sits exactly where the nurse did, reading the notes in the chart. "It says your last menstrual cycle was six weeks ago."
"Yes," I tell her as she turns the lights off in the room. "If you will lie back and put your feet up, we will get the show on the road." I nod at her, lying back until my back hits the table. I put my feet in each stirrup, my stomach lurching now. " Since you are under eight weeks," Dr. Wellington says, "we are going to go in with the wand." She rolls over to the middle of my legs grabbing the white piece from the machine beside her.
"Is that going to hurt the baby?" Bennett says, stepping forward holding out his hand.
"The baby will not feel anything," she calmly tells him while she rolls a condom down on this white wand. "I'm going to insert this in and you will see the baby, hopefully," she says, putting lubricant on the wand. "It might be too early to hear the heartbeat but we can see the heart beating on the screen." Bennett stands beside me and puts his hand in mine. "This might be cold," she says, and I squeeze Bennett’s hand when she sticks the wand inside me.
"It's okay, gorgeous," he says softly, rubbing my head with his hand.
"There he or she is," the doctor says and we look over at the monitor. "I'm just going to check a few things," she informs us as she clicks away on the machine.
"Is everything okay?" I ask, my heart speeding up and the tears pouring out of my eyes as I look over at what is my baby.
"Yeah, everything looks okay," she says, taking the wand out of me. "I'm going to check you out this way," she explains, grabbing a white bottle, pushing the blue paper down, and squirting gel on my lower stomach. She grabs another thing and puts it on the gel. "Okay, so this is your baby's heartbeat," she says and the sound of galloping fills the air. I can't stop the tears that come to me, even if I tried to fight them off. I look over at Bennett, who just stares at the screen, his own tears running down his face. "I'll take a couple of pictures," she states and she snaps and presses some buttons. She wipes off my stomach and then the machine, going over to turn on the lights. "Okay, well, everything looks good," she confirms and then looks down, and I can sense that she is holding something back. "But from my calculations, you are just starting your eleventh week."
I open my mouth and look over at Bennett, who just stares at her with his own mouth open. "No, I think there is a mistake. I had my period."
"That is normal," she tells me. "It's not abnormal to get your period the first couple of months. Were they heavy?"
"Um, I know that one month was more spotting than a full-blown period and it lasted a couple of days." I look at her and she smiles.
"Well, that could have been a clue," she says and I can feel the back of my neck burn.
"But I just got morning sickness," I inform her, knowing that she must be mistaken.
She shrugs. "The human body is our biggest mystery." She laughs. "Regardless, you are almost done with your first trimester." She gets up now. "Congratulations." She hands Bennett the pictures that she took. "I'll see you in a month." She walks out of the room and the only thing that is going through my head is the fact that I'm almost three months along.