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Not to mention that this is the longest the baby’s dad has spent with me since I told him I was pregnant!
“I recommend a few days bed rest. Don’t do anything. Eat bland food. Rice, bread, potatoes. That sort of thing, until you feel like you can handle more. Keep hydrated.” He patted me on the hand and gave me a reassuring smile. “Do you want to know what you are having, yet?” His eyes shifted to Diesel.
“I guess,” I said when Diesel didn’t give any sort of indication on what he wanted.
We were both there and that was good enough for me. I needed to know so I could start preparing myself. I needed to think of names. Plus, Reagan had been bugging me to find out. She was ready to start buying all sorts of cute clothes.
Diesel didn’t move. I don’t even think he blinked. I almost got the feeling he wasn’t even here in the room. Until his hand lightly rested on mine. It was something. I was going to take it.
“Okay, well. Congratulations, you are having a girl.” Doctor Wallace’s tone was happy and chipper.
I started to cry again and I blamed it all on the darn hormones coursing through me. I was having a girl.Wewere having a girl. My mind went wild with what she would look like. Would she have my hair and his eyes? Would she have freckles along her cheeks? Would she have his height? I hoped she would at least be taller than me. Just when I was starting to feel a ray of hope through this, Diesel pulled his hand away, as though he had touched fire.
“Diesel, a word if you don’t mind,” Doctor Wallace said picking up his bag and heading to the door. “Just take it easy Ellie. I’ll come back in a few days and check on you. If anything else happens, please call me right away.”
Then they were both gone. And I was alone.
