Part 8

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-2 months later-

I was starting to get sick of this clinic but today they were about to tell me something I really wanted to know. The gender of my baby. Mark has been excited all day, I have no idea how. I went through the process of getting a doctor again and made my way through to the room. I managed to get up on the table. I still flinched from the cold gel. The nurse took a minute to find the baby.

"Would you like to know the gender of the baby?" She asked.

"Yes please" I replied.

"Alright, I'll be back in just a second" She smiled as she left the room.

"I'm so excited" Mark said. He had a massive grin on his face and that sparkle in his eye that he got when he was excited.

"I couldn't tell" I giggled.

The nurse came back into the room with a sheet of paper "Well, the baby is a female"

Mark squeezed my hand and beamed at me. She wiped the gel of my swollen belly and we were allowed to leave.

Mark was so happy all the way home, I thought he might explode.

"She's going to be a daddy's girl... I just know it" He cheered.

"You're going to crash if you don't concentrate" I said.

"We need names, Daisy, Lola, Lilly, Alexis..." He listed.

"Pick one. Our baby isn't going to have six middle names" I laughed.

"But what if I can't" He whined.

"I'll pick one" I said.

Mark stuck his tongue out at me as we pulled up at the house.

Little Babyplier better know she has the most adorkable dad in the world.

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