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I’m a bit nervous about the appointment as I get off the train and walk the remaining distance to the doctor's office.
I don’t know why but appointments always freaked me out. I always feel like the doctor is going to tell me that something is wrong, so I keep my fingers crossed until I hear the heartbeat and Dr. Long tells me that everything seems to be going just how it’s supposed to be.
Liam usually helps call my nerves a bit but today I had to put my big girl pants on and do it myself.
“Hi Miss Chloe, how are you feeling today?” The receptionist asks me as soon as I walk into the doctor's office, a bright smile on her face.
I gave her a smile back. “Hello, I’m good. I think my bump has finally started to pop out a bit.” I say proudly.
“Oh, you will pop out even more in no time,” she tells me. “Let’s get you checked in and see how our baby is doing.
“Thank you.”
Shawna the receptionist checks me in and within five minutes she is bringing me to the back. She gets my weight, blood pressure and has me peeing into a cup to test that everything is normal before taking me into the room to wait for the doctor.
After about twenty minutes of waiting, Dr. Long finally comes into the room with another nurse at her side.
“Hi Chloe, how are you feeling today?” Dr. Long asks with a smile on her face.
“I’m feeling good. The morning sickness has finally stopped, so I see that as a good sign.” I say, never wanting to experience morning sickness ever again.
“A very good sign. Daddy couldn’t make it today?” She is going over to the sink to wash your hands.
I shake my head. “No, he’s traveling today.”
“Okay, and since he’s not here, do you want to wait on getting the gender of the baby?”
I shake my head again. “No, we agreed that I will get it today and that I will let him know when he gets home.”
“Okay, great. Then let’s get started. This is our ultrasound technician. She will be taking care of you today but let me check you out first. Make sure everything is good and then we can see if you are having a boy or a girl.”
“Let’s do it.” I say, all the nerves starting to disappear.
* * *
With the ultrasound at hand, I make my way over to the Dark Knight arena.
The team has a fan store outside that I know is open today and without a doubt, that’s the only place I will be able to find exactly what I’m looking for.
It helps that I made numerous trips to the store during the last few games that I attended to make sure.
Hoping off the brown line and taking the bus to the United Center has become a routine since we came back to Chicago after Christmas.
Liam has offered to get me a car for the handful of games I’ve been to these last few weeks, but I always decline. At least with getting there.
I like moving through the city, it’s not something I do very often, so now that I have time, I want to take advantage of it. Also, it helps my pregnant self move with all the walking.
He doesn’t like it but still lets me do it. It's times like those that I don’t know if he is worried about the baby or just the baby.
My heart wants to believe it’s both, but my head tells me that it’s only the baby he cares about. Even if he has told me otherwise.
I shouldn’t care, and a lot of the time I try not to, but it’s hard. No matter how hard I try to push down my attraction for him, it keeps coming up. And worse yet, as the days continue, and get to know him better outside our initial time together, that attraction has formed full on feelings.
I have feelings for my baby’s father and there is nothing platonic about them.
Liam is charming, but also so damn caring and loving that I’m not shocked at all that it only took a short time for my attraction to him to evolve into more.
But I have to keep pushing them down. I have to continue to stand my ground and not fall any deeper. I have to concentrate on the baby, we both do.
