Page 22 of Still Made For You

Granny Lula started making me this smoothie that’s supposed to jump-start fertility, and within a couple of months, we got a positive test. I thank God for Granny because she prayed with me every day and allowed me to cry on her shoulders. I hadn’t told anyone else about the miscarriage out of embarrassment, but she’d sensed something was off with me. Now, here we were at our second appointment to make sure our little bean was growing on track.

“I’m just anxious to hear the heartbeat more than anything.”

“Everything will be just fine. I have already told you about stressing my baby out. Any fears you have, lay them on me so I can carry those burdens on my shoulders.” He kissed the top of my head just as my doctor walked in.

“Alright, it’s time for my favorite part! I made sure the gel was warmed up, so we’re going to take a look. Just make sure the measurements are correct and see how strong that heartbeat is,” Dr. Sulmar explained. This was only my second OB appointment, so it was the first time we’d get to hear our baby’s heartbeat.

The moment the gel made contact with my belly, I tried my best to remain calm. We’d prayed for this, and I had faith this would be our moment.

“Oh,” My head jerked in her direction because I didn’t like the sound of that.

“What’s wrong?” I watched as she stared at the screen intensely. Wisdom squeezed my hand to calm me down. I could hear him whispering a prayer for the both of us.

“Do you hear that?” She asked, as she turned up the volume on her computer. This unfamiliar galloping sound reverberated through the room. I held my breath as the most beautiful sound pierced through all of my worries. There couldn't have been a more powerful sound than that of the life growing inside of you.”

“Why does it sound like that? Like it’s pumping double time?” Wisdom’s question broke me out of the trance I was in. Dr. Sulmar smiled brightly as if she’d been waiting for us to ask.

“That’s the reason for my “oh” a moment ago. You see this right here?”

She pointed to this little gray mass on the screen?” I was clueless as to what I was looking at, so I nodded my head, waiting for her to explain.

“This is baby A in the front, and this right here is the “oh”. Apparently, you got the two for one special. Baby B decided to make their presence known.” She was so elated while I felt as if I was going to pass out.

“Wait, so you’re saying we’re having two babies?” I thanked God Wise was able to form words, because I couldn’t bring myself to do anything besides sob.

“That’s right, daddy. You all are having twins and from the looks of it, they will be identical. Do twins run in your family?” Her question stumped me, but I nodded in response.

“She has twin aunts on her mother’s side.” My mind was blown, so once again my husband had to answer on my behalf. My eyes were glued to the screen as I listened to my new obsession. Two heartbeats.

“Are-are they okay?” The words came out as a whisper.

“I’m going to take a few measurements to make sure everything is on track. We were originally basing your weight on one baby, so I’m going to make sure it’s all accurate.” She seemed confident so I allowed her to do her job while I processed what was going on.

Wisdom leaned to place a kiss on my temple, and I was so grateful and overwhelmed.

“Alright, mama. The babies are measuring well. Baby A is slightly bigger than Baby B, but this is standard in most twin pregnancies. You’re thirteen weeks along and our goal is to get you to at least thirty-two weeks. There’s no real reason for concern, but because you’ve suffered a miscarriage, I will be monitoring you closely.

You won’t be on bed rest or anything, but I want you to be cognizant of your physical activities. No heavy lifting, no strenuous labor. Try to take breaks as much as you can so you aren’t on your feet for more than a couple of hours at a time. Again, these are just things to be mindful of. Both babies have strong heartbeats, so I’m confident we will have a happy, healthy pregnancy. I’m going to print your ultrasound photos.

I want to see you back here in four weeks, so make sure you schedule your next appointment with the nurse’s station. Congratulations, you two. If you need me, please don’t hesitate to call me. In the event of any emergency, go to the ER then call me. Have a great rest of your day.” She handed the envelope with our photos in it to Wisdom then shook both of our hands and then left out of the room.

“Our moms are going to lose their minds when they find out.” Wisdom gazed down at the pictures in awe. I couldn’t help but to start crying again because this felt like a dream. Placing my hand on my belly, I prayed over my babies. Thank you, Lord. Wisdom stood in front of me and then held my face in his hands. He swiped my tears with the pads of his thumbs.

“We did it, mama. I told you it would happen for us. This year is going to be everything we’ve dreamed of and our babies will be in our arms before we know it. I got y’all for life and even after that. I’m proud of you, ma.” He kissed me softly then deepened the kiss.

“Ummm,” I moaned into his mouth. Since being pregnant, it took very little to get me hot and bothered. Just watching Wisdom get ready for work was enough for me at times. I wore no panties, and I could feel my nectar dripping down my lower lips.

“This is why you have a belly full of baby now. Stop playing with me like I won’t fuck you right here in this doctor’s office. I still owe you for earlier anyways.” I bit down on my bottom lip to keep my moans under control. Wisdom’s hand reached between my legs as he rubbed his fingers up and down my slit.

“Damn, baby, that pussy is leaking. let me get a taste.” Wisdom turned to lock the door then pushed me back on the bed. My senses were heightened from the excitement of it all. We’ve done it in public a few times, but never anything as risqué as this.

He took a seat in the doctor’s chair then spread my legs apart. Wasting no time, he dove face first into my love box. My back arched the moment his tongue swiped up my lips.

“Oh,” There was nothing for me to grab ahold to, so I didn’t know what to do with my hands. Wisdom showed me no mercy as his head thrashed below. Swirling his tongue, he made sure not to miss a single drop of juice leaking from my hole.

“Baby!”

“Ummm, ummm, give me all of that good shit. Feed yo’ man.” Using two fingers, he inserted them into my canal. He continued to French kiss my lower lips while stroking against my g-spot. That familiar tingling sensation caused me to twist on the bed.”

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