Can 'Albatross' Divit, current Olympic Gold medalist in high board diving, suddenly disappears from his seemingly extravagant and decadent playboy lifestyle of late night partying, after a very public disagreement with a young attractive female jour...
The sonographer fills the silence of the shocked room.
"I'm sorry. Would you like me stop? Maybe you need some time alone? It's a lot to take in."
My jaw is still locked open, watching the grainy picture of my babies tiny heads as they wobble, and I find that my own head is wobbling in time with them, and I realise it's because my heartbeat is pounding out a hard rhythm in my chest. I can feel it. They can feel it! A high whine comes out from my throat at the thought of our connection and I tear my eyes away, to look at Can, his eyes also on the screen but then he turns his head, intensely staring across at me. Holding my hand tightly in his two large ones, he brings it up to his face and lays his mouth on my knuckles. I can see that he daren't blink, his eyebrows raised, just waiting for my reaction to the news, before he reveals his own. His warm lips tremble against my skin and his mouth slowly opens and curves in a concealed kiss. I can see he's trying so hard to hold in his emotions, and at that moment, I break...tears rolling down my face, laughing and crying at the same time.
"We're having twins...Can, we're having twins!"
He's up on his feet then, leaning over me to land his wonderful soft full lips around mine before his face cracks into the widest, most relieved smile I've ever seen. When he can speak his voice is strained and raspy.
"Sanem, my life, my angel. It's wonderful! You are wonderful."
His mouth moves to kiss away the tears on my wet salty cheeks.
"It wasn't just me, you know."
The air in the enclosed space lifts up to the ceiling with love and joy and the few minutes suggested is needed, so we can control our excitement and calm ourselves enough to listen, but then we can't wait to hear all the details.
"So, this is baby A, and this is baby B. Not very glamorous, I know, but it's the best way to chart them at the moment."
Can's back, watching the two heads, while his hand is absently rubbing up and down my thigh in a comforting motion.
"We'll start separate charts for them, with their individual measurements..."
"and everything is okay, with both of them?"
"Everything is just as it should be."
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After more abdominal scrutiny and beeping from the machines, I wipe off the sticky gel from my stomach with a grimace and smile at how Can immediately opens his palm to take the used tissues from me, putting them in the plastic bin by the bed.
We're left alone then and take the opportunity to properly congratulate one another. Faces close together, I want another taste of him. My handsome baby daddy. He licks his lips afterwards and makes a satisfied hum at my enthusiasm.
