Ivana's POV
Eleanor's father took us to see his friends house. It was very nice. A big backyard and enough rooms for a nursery and at least two guest rooms. We put in an offer and we're waiting to hear back.
"Ms Arty."
The two of us stood in the waiting room and followed the nurse into the doctors office.
"The doctor will be in in a moment," she said.
We were finally finding out the gender of the baby.
"I'm starving," Eleanor grumbled.
"We can go out after this," I said, "what do you feel like?"
"I want dumplings," she pouted up at me.
"We can do that," I nodded and kissed her gently.
"Hello," the doctor announced herself, "how are the mommies?"
"We're good," I smiled.
"That's good, any concerns before we start?" She asked.
"Yeah, my boobs keep leaking," Eleanor said, "is that normal?"
"That's completely normal. If it's too much, you can consider pumping to manage it better," the doctor replied.
"Okay, thank you," Eleanor said.
The doctor pulled out some gel and I helped lift Eleanor's shirt. The doctor spread the gel over the baby bump and set up the ultrasound machine.
She used the little device to run it over Eleanor's belly before she hummed and clicked a few buttons. For me, I could really only see a white splotch on the screen.
"It's a girl," she said.
"A girl? Really?" Eleanor teared up.
"Yes," the doctor smiled, "I'll go print these photos for you."
She let herself out and I turned to my girlfriend. She was crying softly.
"I'm so happy," she cried.
"I know, baby," i smiled and kissed her gently.
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Ms Arty
عاطفيةEleanor Arty is a high school principal. She and Ivana Malcom, a high school senior, have been having secret relations. Disclaimer: this is the first book I've written and published, it's not great and is kind of fast paced. Please be nice!
