Expectation (sequel to WIS)

Chapter 33 | Part Two

BAYLOR

I was in utter shock yet at the same time I was overly excited. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions right now, and I was trying not to cry but I could not help it. I have always been an emotionally invested person, but today was definitely one of those days I proved that statement.

After a year of what seemed to be of nothing but lost hope was filled with faith and it was very humbling. We lost our second baby but was blessed with a rainbow baby a year later. I was under the assumption that I may have actually been nearly infertile. Adalynne and I weren't headstrong on trying for another one, but we were no longer turning down the option of not wanting another. It was always a "when it happens" and not "if it happens" situation. It was hopefully going to happen, we just didn't know when.

The ultrasound pictures began printing out. "It seems that you're eight weeks along, Dr. Parker. You guys might be having a Halloween baby this go around," Dr. Logan stated. "The baby's heart beat is good and strong, and is the size of a kidney bean."

I kissed Adalynne's forehead as she took the pictures from Dr. Logan.

Jayce looked at it and was trying to figure out what was going on.

"What is that?" he pointed to the what seemed to be a small seed on the picture.

"That is your baby brother or sister," Adalynne answered through her tears. I wiped her cheeks and sat by her on the bed. At this point Jayce was sitting between her legs.

"My bubby is in there?" Jayce asked. We quietly laughed at him. I pointed to Adalynne's tummy.

"We don't know if it's a bubby or sissy yet, baby, but he or she is in there," I stated.

Jayce put his head on Adalynne's stomach. She began running her hand through his hair. I rubbed his back. Jayce began mumbling, like he was actually talking to the baby. Adalynne looked at me and was giggling the entire time.

I am so overwhelmed right now at this feeling of bliss. It felt like everything was finally right in this world again.

***

Seven months had passed, and we were in the labor room with our second born on the way. Adalynne's water had broke at work early this morning, and here we were.

Within the past few months which exceeded quite fast this go round was nothing but joy. This pregnancy was different than with Jayce. Jayce definitely came in with a bang when he entered this world three years ago.

This time we decided to go old-school with it and wait until the baby was born to see what the gender was. The nursery we had at home was gender neutral. Well, not really. One wall was blue and the other pink and the other two were a light grey. We had the furniture for the nursery, a teddy bear waiting in the crib, a security blanket, and the entire nine yards waiting for our second born.

We had family coming in and out of the labor room all day.

"So you mean to tell me, y'all don't know the sex of the baby or y'all don't even have names picked out?" There was that southern accent that still lingered to this day. Jo.

Adalynne shook her head no.

"How are you feeling, sis?" Aiden sat beside Adalynne on the bed. She was kind of out of it right now. She didn't want an epidural, she wanted to "experience it all," which Jo told her she was mighty brave. I did not marry an ordinary woman, and everyone knows it.

It grew silent for a few minutes and then Jo asked the same question. "So there are no names picked out - at all?!" Jo asked again. I cackled.

"Girl, shut up," Adalynne laughed. She reached for Jo for a hug and Jo sat on the opposite side of her. Adalynne kind of scooted over and winded up indirectly pushing Aiden off the bed. Adalynne had her head on Jo's shoulder and Jo had her hand on Adalynne's belly.