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I swear, it takes every ounce of control I have not to dance the entire way back to my exam room.
EPILOGUE: AVERY
Ten weeks.
I’ve been pregnant for ten weeks.
I have my certifications. Kyle is gone for good and—more importantly—I have my men right here by my side.
This is my first scan for this baby as well as the first sonogram my men have attended. I know it’s selfish, but I’m glad to be the only woman to ever give them this experience.
I know that I’m pregnant. The blood test and cravings have proved that, but somehow, it’s this moment that makes things feel real.
Even though the tech warmed the gel, it still feels cold on my skin. Goosebumps dot my skin.
The last time I did this, I was pregnant with Leo and my mom and Mia came along with me, but now, my baby’s three fathers are with me.
I feel so loved.
I look over at my men, and they smile encouragingly at me and like a completely sane and rational person, I burst into a flood of tears.
The first time that happened, they swarmed me like piranha demanding to know what upset me and how they could fix it. Wesley was even dead set on getting me to the emergency room because I was too overcome to explain right away.
He’d even gone so far as to grab my coat and shoes.
We had a good laugh when I was finally able to tell them I was crying because I saw a bird hopping around on my balcony.
Now they just take it in stride.
“What is it this time? Are you thinking about the cereal commercial again?” Wesley teases.
“No, it’s just I love you three so, so much,” I say between hiccups.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the tech desperately trying to repress a smile.
“I was the same way when I was pregnant with my babies,” she says. “There was one time that I was set off by a leaf falling off a tree.”
“I think you might be the only one in this room who understands me.” I chuckle.
She turns the monitor so we can see, and I search it for any clue about the baby. Unfortunately, just like the last time I was pregnant, I can make neither head nor tail of the picture on the screen.
I’d hoped that having been through one pregnancy already, I’d be able to tell what was going on, but I guess I’ll have to wait for them to circle the little blob on the pictures they print out for us.
It’ll be much easier at the later scans when they’ll look more like a human rather than a tadpole. Still, I’m happy to be here even if I can’t tell exactly where my baby is.
The ultrasound tech has clearly done this before because her face gives absolutely nothing away. There are no pursed lips, no raised eyebrows, no cheek biting. She’s just completely placid.
It’s actually quite impressive.
“Okay.” She smiles. “The doctor will be with you shortly to go over everything.”
We all give her our thanks, and she disappears out the door.
“So, do you see the baby? Because I can’t.”
“Thank fuck I’m not the only one,” Wesley says, rubbing the back of his neck.
Phillip shakes his head. “I can’t tell either.”
