Chapter 8 ( balls or boobs?)

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"This kid is killing me. It's a miracle the fact of me haven't thrown her out the window yet!"
"Cristina..."
"What? I had an ectopic pregnancy and lost a fallopian tube and somehow even recurring to condoms I still accidentally got pregnant! Men are S-O-N-A-V-A-B-I-T-C-H-E-S, damn all of them!"
"How it's that fair? I almost went blind with the baby drugs and you get pregnant against all odds! And besides Karen is sleeping now, see come on she's a copy of you; if you die first then me I'll use her as your replacement."
"Sure, she sleeps like a freaking angel right now but as soon the clock shows 18:00 she cries, cries, cries... and then Owen goes all "Oh sweetie, its okay daddy's here. Do you want you paci? Are you hungry? Do you need to get change? Do you want mommy?" And after I hear that I yell at him "Do not call me mommy that's not my name!"

"It freaked me out too in the beginning but then I remembered a time when I was about seven and my mom tried to date. Like most guys didn't want a kid so my mom told them I was the neighbor's kid for about a month and made me call her . I ran crying to my room which was moved to the basement so the story would be more credible. For years I heard my mom fornicating with these awful guys she met, obviously when they found out who I was they always dumped her and she always grabbed my arm and yelled to my face:"What have I done? You're a mistake you should never have been born in the first place! You are the biggest dead weight anyone can have! Do you hear me? YOU'VE RUINED MY LIFE! I HATE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!"." At this time Meredith's voice was getting weaker and you could tell she was about to cry.

"And I complain about my mom waste all her time talking about paint samples!"
^Meredith chuckled a little and already a bit happier said:
"I don't want them to go through that hell. We all complain about our parents but when they don't give a crap about you. That really screwed me up. I ended up a H-O-O-K-E-R who spent spring break in Cancun juggling her free time between wet t-shirt contests, sleeping with boss boys and get wasted until the police could find me naked cleaning up tables with my boobs. That was a great summer; early 2000s were awesome. Or maybe not, I smoked so many pot I didn't even knew in what year we were in."
"How did you became a surgeon?"
"A lot of people knew my mother and I'm a genius."

"And the highlight of my partying days was my adventure in public services a.k.a Joe's."
"Then shut up because were comes Derek with the girls and if I'm right Lucy it's probably near."
"I should go, I guess."
"Why?"
"I thought you wanted to find out with the girls and McDreamy."
"You can stay; it would be mean for me to send you back to sitting on the couch all day hell..."
"Right?"

While they discussed this Lucy entered the room with the ultrasound machine and a modest smile sticking to her face. They could read her mind and perfectly knew she was thinking what she was letting them do was the most stupid attitude anyone of her patients had ever made but they all knew that nobody in that damn room would never come around and give in.

"So we are figuring out today..."
"Come on do your little speech about how we're both going to die, I know you want to..." replied Meredith with her arms crossed on her chest.

"It's not worth it if you don't have any intensions of actually paying any miserable kind of attention."
"Stop using words we don't understand and let us see the baby!" begged Gracie beating her feet in the floor as a sign of impatience.

"No! If you want to see the baby; then I don't." Ruby was really determined to piss her sister off. Everybody found that phenomenon weird since Ruby never talked back at anyone and was always happy but when it was about Gracie she couldn't hold her mouth and had to annoy her. They ended up fighting one of them left the room and them came back and asked the other one "Do you want to play a game?" and they played together for little while until the next fight and it all came to a cycle.

"Is it a girl? Is it a girl? Is it a girl mommy? Please! Please!"

"Gracie, what do you see in that monitor?" Meredith pointed out.

"Nothing."
"It means is not on yet."
Lucy looked at the monitor and smiled at the girls pick each other to death.

"Gracie did you wanted a baby brother or a baby sister?" asked Lucy.

"A girl! A girl! A girl!"

"Then I guess mommy got that one right because you two are having a baby sister!"
"Yes! I love you mommy! Love you Ellen!" said the little girl kissing Meredith's belly and running back with Ruby to their dolls; they already knew it was a girl now Barbie could not wait to go shopping with Tessa and maybe adopt a Polly after she came back from the hair salon.

That night the girls were sleeping like rocks like the usual and Derek walked in the hospital room. He dropped himself in Meredith's bed and she could perfectly see how tired he was.

"Rough surgery?"
"Triple cordoma. Even my eyelashes hurt."
"Baby! And I'm in here all day without cutting!"
"Anyway I really missed all my four girls."
"Can you believe it? A couple of years ago we were desperate to get pregnant and now we are in here with those two over there and this little one."

"My dad always told me I would be surrounded by girls until the day I die."
"I fell kind of bed about we not having a girl."
"Why?"
"Because of the whole Elliot thing. I know it means a lot to you."
"Don't be; I can't wait until you all have your periods by the same time and I'll have to buy four boxes of tampons..."
"You men are soooo lucky..."

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