“Incredible,” I repeat, then tack on, “and kinda scary.”
He brings my hand to his mouth and kisses the back of it. “You’re going to be a great mom, Harley. We’re going to be great parents.”
“Did you,” I look at the black screen of the monitor, “see what sex they are?”
“Not yet. It was a bit of a shock to see three faces looking back at me.”
I pick up the transducer and hold it up to him, my excitement from a few minutes ago coming back full force. The thought of having three babies is still very intimidating, but it’s also exciting.
The room fills with the familiar whooshing sound again and Carter and I both look at the screen. Now that I know what I’m looking at, it’s easy to see the form of three babies. It’s amazing to think I have three tiny human beings in my stomach.
After wiggling the transducer around for a moment, Carter stops. Out the corner of my eye, I see a big smile form on his face. He turns and aims that smile at me.
“Baby number one is a girl,” he says proudly.
Tears form in my eyes as I look to where Carter points, showing a little blip on the screen that I can’t really tell is our girl’s girl parts, but apparently he can.
“Now on to baby two.”
This one seems to be a bit more difficult because it takes Carter a few minutes before he’s pausing again.
“A boy.”
A tear leaks down my cheek. “A boy and a girl.” I grin.
“And baby number three is…,” he presses the transducer down on my stomach and moves it an inch to the right, “Another girl.”
Carter prints out several images and hands them to me. I look at each one over and over again as Carter wipes the gel from my stomach with a tissue. After he discards them in the trash, he sits back down on the stool and wheels it as close as he can beside the exam table. He takes one of the images and stares at it with a look of wonder.
“Two girls and a boy,” I murmur, still looking at my own image. “Our poor son is going to have such a rough life.”
Chuckling, Carter hands me his picture and I give him another one to look at. “I’m more concerned about me and my health. Do you know how hard it’s going to be to keep guys away from two girls?”
“You poor thing.” I pat his cheek and give him a mock pitying look. “I think you’ll manage. Besides, I’m sure our boy would love to help.”
He takes the rest of the images from me, spins to drop them on the sonogram table, before spinning back. He smooths both of his hands over my belly then places three kisses right over my belly button.
When he shifts his eyes to me, they hold so much love, I can feel it tingling all over me. “Are you happy?”
Grabbing one of his hands, I bring it to my mouth and kiss the inside of his palm before placing it on my cheek. “More than I ever thought possible.”