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“Yep. You know what that means?”
“What’s that?” she asked, her eyes narrowed in curiosity.
“I can do this,” I said, pulling her out into the rain and spinning her in my arms. I dipped her back until her hair nearly touched the ground, and when she came back up, I kissed her like I meant it.
Like she was all I could think about.
Like I more than liked her.
Like she was everything.
I knew then… I loved her after all.
Chapter Sixteen – Kelsey
Dr. Heller ran the fetal doppler over my stomach, pressing slightly, until the baby’s steady heartbeat whooshed through the speaker. It was a sound I’d never tire of.
“Your little one has a strong heartbeat. One hundred and fifty beats per minute,” she said as she pulled the device away and gently wiped at the gel she’d squirted on my skin.
I tugged at my shirt as I sat up, wishing she could have left the doppler on for a few more minutes.
Andrew sat in the chair across from me, eyeing the doctor as well.
“Well, everything looks good, Kelsey. Your blood pressure looks perfect, and no sign of early diabetes. Has the morning sickness subsided any, now that you’re in your second trimester?”
“Yes. It’s 100 percent gone now. Thank you for the medicine. It really helped me make it through the day.”
“Of course. And you’re still taking your prenatals?” she asked.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Wonderful. Well, that’s all I need today. Do either of you have any questions?”
“Yes, when can I expect to feel the baby move? I’ve read conflicting things in books.”
“Ah, yes. So much knowledge can be too much. As the mother, you should be able to begin feeling movements around seventeen weeks, maybe closer to twenty, since it’s your first. It’s hard to say, really. Everyone is different. You may mistake it as something else at first. But also, that depends on you and where the baby is located.”
“So, there is a chance I’ll be able to feel him in a couple of weeks?”
“Potentially. Now, I heard you say ‘him.’ Are you hoping for a boy?”
“Just a healthy baby. I’m not particular. But I’ve been having dreams of a boy.”
“Ah, yes. Well, if the baby cooperates, we can determine the gender at your next appointment. If you want to know, that is. Anything else?”
I shook my head and started inching my way off the table, but Andrew spoke up. “When should we quit sexual activities?”
“Andrew,” I scolded, narrowing my eyes in his direction.
“It’s all right. That’s actually one of the most common questions I get. You can continue your intimate activities as normal, unless there is a medical reason to cut back. Orgasms can actually help with stress and pain during the pregnancy. And some believe, when headed toward the final days of pregnancy, the orgasms can help trigger contractions and begin the labor process.”
“So… we’re good to continue?”
“Absolutely. Actually, I recommend it.”
Andrew rested back in his chair and grinned at me smugly.
Dr. Heller set a piece of paper on the edge of the counter for me to take to the checkout area and exited the room. As I hopped down from the table, I stood in front of the mirror hanging on the door. I could still wear my regular clothes, but with each week, I found it harder to fasten the button on the waistband of my jeans.
