I don’t know if they told their mom beforehand, but Abigail is very nice to me.
“Okay, sweetheart, we are going to take an ultrasound too to confirm. The gel will be a bit cold.”
She puts some sort of gel on my tummy, and Daniel helps me keep my shirt up. I take a deep breath in, trying to relax. It feels good to be laying down, but I can’t keep my eyes off the screen. Abigail’s strange probe is going around my tummy, until she stops.
“There it is.”
“What? Where?” I ask, squinting at the screen.
She smiles and points her finger at a little shape on the screen, and zooms in a bit.
“Moon Goddess,” whispers Daniel.
Holy shit, he means! I can see my baby. I didn’t expect it to be so obvious. Its shape, I can even see his– her head! And she’s freaking moving, too! I start crying again, shocked. Moon Goddess, how can she already be this big! And I had no freaking idea!!
“There he is. About 1.5 inches, Elena. Danny’s friend was right, you’re in your eleventh week.”
“It’s a she, Mom,” says Danny.
Moon Goddess, it’s my baby right there! I keep crying, shocked beyond words. Danny gives me a hug.
“Congrats, babe, you’re going to be a mom!” he whispers.
“Danny, I can’t believe it, it’s… it’s really…”
“Yup. Your little baby daughter, live broadcasting from your belly!”
I chuckle. My gosh, only Daniel can make me laugh in such a situation… I’m both crying and laughing. I can’t believe it. There’s really a baby in there, my baby. Nate’s baby. Our daughter!
Chapter 19
“Will it take long?”
“Just a couple of tests, sweetie,” says Abigail. “I just want to confirm since your blood pressure is a bit too low.”
“Sylviana said something as well, that Elena needed to be careful.”
His mom sighs and sits in front of me.
“Elena, she’s right. Once you’ve had a miscarriage, you’re more likely to have another one. If you strain too much, it will be hard on the baby as well. You have to take things easy from now on and get lots of rest, sweetie, okay? It’s for your child’s sake, sweetie.”
I nod. I get it, keeping the baby safe. I’m not losing another child. Danny puts a hand on my knee, with a big smile.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you in check. I know how you tend to get yourself in trouble sometimes.”
I chuckle. I’m glad he’s here to support me, as always. Abigail smiles.
“You better watch the future mom. Elena, no more fighting or shape-shifting from now on. You have to be twice as cautious, for your daughter’s sake. She will do her best to grow, but Mommy has to do most of the work, all right? I will monitor you often, too. You need to come every two weeks.”
“Every two weeks?” I ask, surprised.
“Yes, sweetie,” she nods. “This is a high-risk pregnancy, Elena. So, every two weeks, and if you feel anything wrong, you call me right away, okay?”
Her question is directed at both me and Daniel, but now, I’m even more worried. Is it that bad? I feel fine, honestly, so fine I had no idea I was pregnant until yesterday. But Abigail is a trusted doctor of the pack, and one of the few people aware of my previous miscarriage. I have to trust her.
“Who is the father?”
I turn to my cousin Iris, shocked by her question. Since when is she so blunt? Daniel clicks his tongue.