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Two months passed before I would see his mother again.
I had started feeling weak about 4 days ago. It felt as if I had the flu. Up until yesterday that was my only symptom. But now I had a horrible case of nausea. It was as if I had a bad case of the flu or food poisoning.
Gerard had insisted on me going to the doctor. Stating, this was not normal. I finally gave in. My doctor appointment was scheduled in 12 minutes but I was already in the waiting room. I sat close to the door in case I had to make a run for the bathroom.
I wished Gerard could have been here for me. He had a meeting for the new record and couldn't come. I felt very impatient, it was a good thing they called me back.
"Rosemary Blake," The nurse called. I stood up and went to take my measurements. After that she had me tell her my symptoms. "I've just felt tired and weak. I started getting sick yesterday morning though."
The nurse nodded and took notes as I spoke. "Well, we're going to take a few blood tests. There are two main options for your symptoms. Either you have a very long, bad case of the flu or you're pregnant."
I shook my head, "No. No, that's impossible."
"Is it truely impossible?" The doctor asked as she came in and took my blood.
"Well, not exactly. I can't be pregnant. Could I?" I started trying to pinpoint dates.
"We'll soon find out. The test results will be back in about 15 minutes." The doctor and nurse left the room, I was so nervous. What if I was pregnant? Would Gerard be okay with it? Would he want a baby? Oh my god, can I even take care of a baby?
Finally the doctor came back in, a smile on her face. "How will you tell the father?"
"I'm pregnant?" I stuttered.
"It appears to be with the information you've provided with us and the tests that you are about 9 weeks pregnant."
OH MY BABY!
I left the building in shock. How would I tell Gerard? I finally thought of the perfect way. I went to the store and bought baby peas, baby corn, baby back ribs, and baby squash. Then I went and bought a baby size pair of converses.
After I got home I gift wrapped the shoes and cooked dinner. Finally everything was ready and Gerard came through the door of our apartment.
"This looks nice," He kissed me.
"We're having baby peas, baby squash, baby corn, and baby back ribs, open this-" I gave him the bag and he opened it puzzled. "Oh and to go with the baby back ribs, we're having a baby."
Gerard stood confused. I almost misunderstood his silence for unease. Finally, a smile broke out and he hugged me tightly. "Fuck! I'm going to be a dad! You're going to be a mom! We're going to be parents."
"Yep, now we just get to tell our family..." I mumbled.
I had started feeling weak about 4 days ago. It felt as if I had the flu. Up until yesterday that was my only symptom. But now I had a horrible case of nausea. It was as if I had a bad case of the flu or food poisoning.
Gerard had insisted on me going to the doctor. Stating, this was not normal. I finally gave in. My doctor appointment was scheduled in 12 minutes but I was already in the waiting room. I sat close to the door in case I had to make a run for the bathroom.
I wished Gerard could have been here for me. He had a meeting for the new record and couldn't come. I felt very impatient, it was a good thing they called me back.
"Rosemary Blake," The nurse called. I stood up and went to take my measurements. After that she had me tell her my symptoms. "I've just felt tired and weak. I started getting sick yesterday morning though."
The nurse nodded and took notes as I spoke. "Well, we're going to take a few blood tests. There are two main options for your symptoms. Either you have a very long, bad case of the flu or you're pregnant."
I shook my head, "No. No, that's impossible."
"Is it truely impossible?" The doctor asked as she came in and took my blood.
"Well, not exactly. I can't be pregnant. Could I?" I started trying to pinpoint dates.
"We'll soon find out. The test results will be back in about 15 minutes." The doctor and nurse left the room, I was so nervous. What if I was pregnant? Would Gerard be okay with it? Would he want a baby? Oh my god, can I even take care of a baby?
Finally the doctor came back in, a smile on her face. "How will you tell the father?"
"I'm pregnant?" I stuttered.
"It appears to be with the information you've provided with us and the tests that you are about 9 weeks pregnant."
OH MY BABY!
I left the building in shock. How would I tell Gerard? I finally thought of the perfect way. I went to the store and bought baby peas, baby corn, baby back ribs, and baby squash. Then I went and bought a baby size pair of converses.
After I got home I gift wrapped the shoes and cooked dinner. Finally everything was ready and Gerard came through the door of our apartment.
"This looks nice," He kissed me.
"We're having baby peas, baby squash, baby corn, and baby back ribs, open this-" I gave him the bag and he opened it puzzled. "Oh and to go with the baby back ribs, we're having a baby."
Gerard stood confused. I almost misunderstood his silence for unease. Finally, a smile broke out and he hugged me tightly. "Fuck! I'm going to be a dad! You're going to be a mom! We're going to be parents."
"Yep, now we just get to tell our family..." I mumbled.
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