I let out a sniffle. “I don’t know. I hate an awful lot of people.”

He leans over the tub and wraps his arms around me. “Calm down, gorgeous. I thought letting you take a relaxing bath would help keep you calm. I see it had the opposite effect.”

“I’m sorry I’m crazy.”

“Not crazy. Just pregnant.”

He gets me a big fluffy towel to dry off in, and once I’m all wrapped up, he leads me to his bedroom.

“You want me to grab you something to wear?” He asks.

“Just a t-shirt,” I guess.

“Can I make one tiny suggestion?”

“Uh, okay.”

Does he want me to dress up to go to the living room?

He disappears into his chest, and when he returns, he says, “How about you wear one of my t-shirts?”

He hands it to me, and I slide it on. “Damn, this thing is soft.”

“It’s always been my favorite. But I don’t think I’ve ever liked it more than I do right now.”

“Really?” I ask, doing a little spin.

“Yes. But I’ll probably like it even more when I take it off of you later.”

I can’t help but smile. “How is it that I can be in the middle of a breakdown, and you can cheer me up?”

“That’s my job.” He gives me a quick kiss before leading me out of the room.

On the coffee table, there’s an assortment of my favorite snacks. Mini quesadillas. Chocolate-covered strawberries. Cheese puffs. Pickle spears.

I grin. “I love it when you feed me.”

I’ve been so preoccupied that I’ve completely forgotten about our mysterious little envelope.

I ask, “Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Always.”

“Which one?”

“I already put one in. I think this one will be my forever favorite.” He clicks on the TV and presses PLAY.

The screen fills up with the ultrasound video of our baby. We both stare at the TV for a moment.

I look up at him. “Our baby looks even cuter on the bigger screen.”

“You’ve got that right.” He pulls out the envelope from his back pocket. “Should we find out if we are looking at our son or daughter?”

I nod and clap my hands together.

He slowly opens it and pulls a card out. When we look at it, there are three little words.

It’s a girl.