“Thank you, Dr. Patel,” Jake and I both say in unison.
“You’re very welcome. I’ll see you next week unless you go into labor before that,” she goes to leave and Jake asks, “Is she okay to go into labor at this time?”
“She is, I’ll take another look at her most recent ultrasound. Everything she is measuring looks great though. Have a great day,” Jake lets her leave after that with a look of relief on his face.
“Ready to find out what we’re having?” I ask him.
“Fuck, yes. It’s been killing me not knowing and it’s only been a few days. I don’t know how you held out this long,” he mutters.
“I didn’t want to find out without you. I was already doing too much without you as it was. I wanted this to be our thing,” I say with emotion clogging my throat.
“Don’t cry, Baby. I don’t like to see you with tears. It pulls at my heart.” He wipes the tears that are trying to escape from the corner of my eyes. He helps me get dressed as we wait for the ultrasound technician to come. I hate that I’m putting clothes on in front of him when I really want to strip him out of his suit and have my way with him.
Jake
We arrive home and the first thing I do is order dinner. It’s well after six o’clock and I know Larissa must be starving. I hated that we both had to take separate cars after finding out the sex of our child. I would have been happy with a boy or a girl, but when the nurse said we were having a little boy, I cheered, while Larissa laughed. I knew if I had a little girl and she looked like her mother, I would be truly fucked.
“What do you feel like? Pizza or Chinese?” I ask her as she plops down on the couch raising her feet on the coffee table.
“Chinese, oh my gosh. It’s been so long since I’ve had it. Can we get sweet and sour chicken, cream cheese wontons, and General Tsao’s chicken?” she asks as she tilts her head back on the couch.
I smirk to myself. I know she won’t eat all of that, but I know how she loves to eat leftovers too.
“I’ll get it ordered right way and then we can FaceTime mom and dad and tell them the news.” That gets her attention, her head lifts up, and she gives me the most beautiful smile.
“I’d love that,” her smile never leaving her face. I get back to ordering enough food to feed six people and then walk over to her on the couch. I sit down beside her, keeping my phone out as I bring up mom’s name and hit FaceTime.
“Mack, get up, you old lug. Jake and Larissa are on the phone,” I hear as she answers the phone. We get a clear view of the ceiling instead of her face. She’s constantly doing this. I laugh, she swears she’s hip and knows all the in things and then she does this and I just laugh.
“Oh, there you are, I swear you don’t know how to answer this thing,” Mom tries to pin it on me. Larissa and I both laugh at mom and her craziness.
“Hi,” I say.
“Hey, Grammie,” Larissa says to my mom and it brings tears to my mother’s eyes. Shit, her and Larissa really got close today. I’m thankful as fuck. I’ll be going out of town after the baby is born. It’s something I can’t reschedule and it’s in fucking California, of all places. I could kick Declan’s ass for that.
“Sweet, sweet, sweet girl. Mack, get your butt over here,” Mom grumbles.
“I’m coming, woman. These bones aren’t as good as they used to be,” he grouses back. Mack isn’t my biological father, but he’s the one that changed my mom in the best imaginable way. Our relationship was stilted for years until she got away from my father. I’m grateful to call Mack my father. In the past year we’ve all gotten closer.
“We have the news if you two are ready to hear it?” I question with a quirk of my eyebrow.
“If you keep me waiting any longer, I’ll be at your house banging the door down,” Mom huffs out.
“Yeah, yeah. You want to tell them together?” I ask Larissa.
“Yes, let’s do that!” she exclaims.
“One, two, three…We’re having a BOY!” we both yell out with excitement.
“Oh Jake, my boy,” Mack says with emotion.
“A little boy, a sweet baby boy. I’m so thankful. Everything looks good?” my mom asks.
“Yes, everything does. She can go into labor anytime now. So, keep your phone near you, just in case,” I say with a smile.
“Thank you both for including us. We love you both,” Mack says, and mom nods her head in agreement. I see the silent tears rolling down her cheeks.