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He reaches for my hand. “I’m probably going to want to buy one of these machines.”
I laugh, but I know he’s serious. “I’d never get any work done nor would we ever leave the house.”
“Nope. You’d be hooked up all day and night so we could see our little bean, growing and thriving.”
“Peyton Westbury.” The nurse calls out and I want to rejoice at the sound of my name.
Noah helps me stand and keeps his hand on the small of my back as we follow the nurse. We stop at the scale and then head into the room. “The tech will be in shortly. Please take everything off from the waist down and sit on the table. We’ll be right back.”
It’s always a sprint when you have to undress and put a gown on or a lap covering. In my case, I should’ve worn a shirt. After taking my dress off, I slip into the gown and tie the top strings to keep the girls somewhat hidden.
Not that he needs to, but Noah helps me onto the table and covers my legs with the medical blanket. He barely sits when the door opens.
“Hi, Mom and Dad, I’m Baxter.” He sits down on the stool and wheels toward me. “Before we start, are we finding out the sex of the baby?”
“Yes,” Noah and I say together.
“Okay so no big gender reveal party? You want to know?” Baxter asks.
“Yes, we’re not keeping it a secret,” I tell him.
“Excellent. All right. How’s the bladder?”
“Full.”
“That’s what I like to hear. You’re already my favorite patient of the hour.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Noah look at his watch. He smirks. If I had to guess, the hour changed and we’re Baxter’s first patients since. Baxter’s a funny guy.
He angles the computer so only he can see the screen and tells Noah to stand next to me. Baxter drops a blob of gel onto my stomach and then sets the wand on there. Instantly, the room fills with the sound of the baby’s heartbeat.
“Best fucking sound in the world,” Noah says to me as he presses the button on his phone. I have to agree.
“Do you want to record it, Dad?” Baxter asks.
“Already recording,” Noah told him.
“I’m going to take some measurements and then we’ll have a look,” Baxter says.
I turn toward Noah and hold his hand while we listen to the whooshing sound play around us. I swear I could listen to it all day and night.
“All right, Mom and Dad, let’s see what we’re having.”
Baxter turns the screen, giving Noah and I a chance to look as well. He sets the wand on my stomach again and the black screen turns a fuzzy white.
“Well, would you look at that?”
I’m looking and it takes me a minute to recognize anything.
“Is that?”
“Yes, it is,” Baxter says as he presses a series of buttons. “I’m printing pictures now.” Baxter presses the wand a bit harder into my skin.
“Uh, I’m going to pee if you do that.”
Baxter laughs. “I’m trying to get your son or daughter to cooperate so we can see . . . ah yes, thank you baby.” He presses another button and the screen freezes. I sit up on my elbow so I can get a better view. He brings the screen closer, showing us the details.
“If you can’t see for yourself, let me know and I’ll tell you.”
