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Chapter Eight
Week 11- Bones start to harden in your baby, while muscles begin to develop. The backbone can flex is and is very soft. The skin is still thin but will start to harden soon.
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Today was the day and I couldn't be any more excited and nervous.
I was going to see my baby for the first time, which scared me to no end but also made me feel instant joy.
Theo, having a model shoot, sadly couldn't join in today's festivities, but he promised to come next time.
Clyde said that he'd meet met at the doctor's office, which made me panic a little. I was nervous that he would bail on me, and decide to get ice cream instead. Ice cream with M&M's to be exact, because who doesn't love M&M's?
Or maybe he was going to show up late, just like how it happens in movies. And let's face it, everyone watches those movies so the nurse will think that we had a fight or something and call social services and I will never get to hold my baby.
I may be overreacting a little, but it's the hormones. I promise. Definitely, not my overactive imagination was talking about.
Jumping in the shower and applying a sheer layer of makeup, sheer actually meaning two layers of foundation and an amazing wing, I finally get dressed and head to the kitchen, hoping to snatch some avocado and gummy bears.
For some reason, I started craving the mixture last week and I can't stop eating them. But at least it's better than pickles in Nutella. That sounds utterly disgusting... although now that I'm thinking about, sour chocolate? That sounds delicious.
Cutting an avocado in half, I place one-half in the fridge and start mashing the other half so it's a paste; who wants chunky avocado on their gummy bears?
When I'm done eating, which took like 30 minutes because I needed the other half of that avocado (I couldn't survive, my stomach was begging for more of the flavor), I rushed and pulled on my shoes, running out the door.
Hailing a taxi, I looked at my phone as I got in and realized I needed to be across town at my appointment in 15 minutes, which was so not happening.
"Hey, dude. I'll give you a penny extra if you can get me to my destination in t-minus 10 minutes. That'll buy you a tootsie pop." I tell the man, hoping he accepts my generous gift.
"Make it $15 and you've got a deal," he said, looking back into the rearview mirror and smirking at me.
"You realize that you can buy 1500 tootsie pops with that kind of money, right? I don't think I should let you have that kind of control. What about 500 tootsie pops?" I ask him, reaching inside my wallet to flash him a $5 bill.
"Fine lady, just because you're pregnant and I don't want you crying in my back seat," he says, speeding off into the bright city of New York.
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Due to the taxi drivers amazing speed, we got to the building in under 15 minutes, and I gave him 500 tootsie pops worth of pennies. Except not like actual pennies. I don't have time for that.
Rushing into the building, I make it the floor and check in, walking into the waiting room to wait for my turn to walk into the horrendous rooms in the back.
If they decide to stick that thing up my yahoo... I'm gonna be real salty.
Deciding that I should actually look where I'm going and not at the floor (I mean that's why most of my clumsiness occurs), I look up and the first thing I notice is Clyde's smirking face.
Oh jeez, the assholes back. Back again.
"Hello. Look who's late," He says, moving a magazine from the chair next to him, signaling for me to take a seat.
"Look who's as ugly as ever," I shoot back, gladly accepting the seat because the rest of the waiting room was full.
We sat in silence for a full minute, me using my shoes on the carpet as a toy, and him probably staring at a pregnant lady thinking about how much he wants to tap that ass.
"Stila Brooks were ready for you," A nurse calls from the open doorway, a smile on her beautiful, perfect, makeup free face.
Okay. So? Maybe I'm insecure in this time of need but you would be too if you were seen walking around with this insanely hot male.
We walked down a hallway, which was long as hell, and came to a room. The pretty nurse lady told me to sit on the chair bed, that all hospital rooms that didn't have real beds, had. You know what I'm talking about? The crinkly paper they always waste? The weird step up ladder that never seems to actually help anyone up?
The foot stirrups so the doctors can closely examine your most treasured parts.
I think you get the idea.
So I was instructed to sit, and then she did a bunch of random tests on me, while I didn't pay attention because I'm me and you can't change a person's personality.
Did I take drugs this morning? Why am I so... alert. No. Not that word. Loopy. That's the word.
Why am I so loopy?
Guess I'll never find out.
Finally, she left to get the doctor and it was me and Clyde.
"Uhm," I said, clearing my throat, "Are you excited to see... whatever's going to be on that screen?"
I finally looked at him to see him staring at me, with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yeah, I guess I really am. You know, I'm 28 and my mom expected me to start a family like 3 years ago. I guess I'm just really excited to see her reaction. It isn't the perfect story, but she'll be just fine with having a grandchild to spoil," he said.
I was amazed. Never did I realize that Clyde Lyles would be happy to see enjoyment from others, even if it was his own mother.
"That's amazing. You taking the light of an ugly situation I mean," I say. "Not that this baby is an ugly situation. But I mean. How this baby was conceived... although that wasn't ugly either. Okay, I'm going to stop talking now." My cheeks were painted red. I guess I didn't need that blush after all.
Like magic, the doctor knocked and walked in at that same moment, letting out a burst of relief from inside me.
"Hello. Stila Banks, is it? I'm Dr. Gigi Ardoni. I'll be taking care of you throughout your pregnancy, and onto the birth of your little bundle of joy," she says, all smiles showing her perfect, straight white teeth.
"Okay, great!" I say back, while she motions me to lay down on my back.
"So today, I think that we'll be doing the dating scan. Does that sound okay?" She asks me.
"As long as it doesn't involve something in my vagina, then I'm all for it," I reply without thinking, and then realizing what I said, start blushing like a tomato. "Uhm, I didn't mean to say that."
Both Clyde and Dr. Ardoni burst out laughing, while I awkwardly sit in the uncomfortable bed that isn't a bed, thinking about my existence.
"No, you should be far enough along that we might be able to see at least something," she says, still laughing but managing to get the sentence out.
After calming down, Dr. Ardoni placed a cool gel on my bare stomach and took out a wand looking instrument that you see in Grey's Anatomy when some poor guy has a tumor and Meredith tries and saves him but fails, which causes drama to stir and then someone eventually dies.
She turns off the lights and turns on the machine connected to the wand. Moving the wand around a bit, for like five minutes, she manages to finally locate the human being growing inside of my stomach.
Seeing what actually belongs to me, who I'm going to be spending the next 18 years of my life living with, I break down and start sobbing hardcore.
But they were happy tears. I know to you it probably looks like one big fat potato, but to me, it's the potato that is growing inside of me. The potato that I will have to raise. It's my amazing potato and I already love it endlessly.
Looking over at Clyde, only for a second though because my baby was hot, I saw him wiping away a tear and staring at the screen.
"We'll be able to get pictures, right," he asks, his voice croaking.
"Of course. I'll print out two different sets, you two look like you guys need 5 months before you'll start living together," she says, walking out of the room to I presume get the ultrasound picture copies.
"What did she just say?" I ask Clyde too busy wiping away my tears and boogers.
"Nothing, darling, nothing." He says, smirking at me.
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CHAPTER EIGHT DONE!
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