Page 64 of While We Waited

A tear leaks from her eye and I wipe it away. “Our baby.”

Excitement and wonder fill me. We made this tiny creature. I can’t wait to meet him or her. I really don’t care what the gender of the baby is, but I know Nova wants a girl. She hasn’t said she does but the way she lights up whenever she talks about having a little girl makes her choice obvious. For her sake, I hope it’s a girl.

“Now to find out if our little one is a girl or a boy.”

Dr. Katz moves the probe around for a while. She frowns as she works.

“Is something wrong?” I ask.

“Sometimes a baby doesn’t cooperate when we want to figure out the gender.”

“What do you mean?” Nova asks.

“I mean your baby is mooning me and refusing to show me their genitals.”

I bark out a laugh. “Our baby is mooning you.”

She taps the monitor where it does appear as if the baby is showing us its rear end.

“This is Hudson’s fault,” Nova declares. “I met his family. Trust me. It’s their genes causing our baby to moon you.”

“We’re all done here,” the doctor announces. “I’ll print out a picture of the baby and you can schedule your next appointment with the receptionist.”

She hands the picture to Nova before standing and snapping her gloves off. She offers me her hand. “Nice to meet you, baby daddy.”

I chuckle as I shake her hand. Leave it to my sunshine girl to have an OB/GYN who’s amusing.

She leaves and I return my attention to Nova who’s clutching the picture to her chest. “We’re having a baby,” she whispers as tears fall down her face.

“Hey now.” I wipe the tears from her face. “There’s no reason to cry.”

She smiles at me. “I’m feeling too many emotions and they’re leaking from my eyes.”

“You’re nutty, Sunshine.”

Nutty or emotional or laughing, I don’t mind. I just want this woman in my life forever. Now to convince her she wants to be in mine.

Chapter 22

Surprise – when the man you’re falling for gives you everything you want and scares the pants off of you

Nova

Iyawn as we drive down the driveway toward Hudson’s chalet.

“Lunch was good but I’m ready for a nap.”

Growing a baby is tiring. I can’t remember the last time I felt as if I got enough sleep despite sleeping nine hours a night.

I clutch the image from the ultrasound in my hand. I’ll accept tired for the rest of my life to hold baby Sprog in my hands.

“Before your nap, I have a surprise for you.”

“What surprise?”

He chuckles. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.”

“Are you going to show me?” I cross my fingers and raise them in the air. “Please be a pool. Please be a pool.”

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