Helpless

Chapter 7: Ultrasound

***FLASHBACK***

"Ella, we are going to be late! Let's go," Conner shouts. "I already have your purse, your keys, and your phone, so what are you doing in there?"

Our first ultrasound is today and I could not be happier. I'm about 4 months, since I found out not that long ago, so we probably won't be able to see the sex of the baby just yet. Conner and I have talked and we defiantly want to know that way we can get cute baby clothes with certain colors. Oh my gosh I cannot wait!

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Geez," I say exasperatedly. I walk out of my dorm and into the hallway and spot Connor standing there looking as fine as ever. Man, I am a lucky girl. "Hey handsome. I'm ready, so let's hit the road!" I smile at him, grab his hand, and start skipping down the hallway like a little kid hyped up on candy.

Conner gives me a look like I'm nuts. "Did you drink coffee this morning? Because you know you aren't supposed to have coffee any day let alone when you're pregnant. It's not good for the baby."

Aww he's been reading that baby book I got him. How sweet. I grin and say, "No I didn't have coffee I'm just really excited! Aren't you?"

He rolls he's eyes at me saying, "Of course I'm excited," he blushes, "just a little nervous." Oh my gosh he is the cutest. I can't wait to see how he is with our baby. I bet he will be a great father.

"I'm nervous too so it's okay," I smile. To be perfectly honest, I'm more nervous than anything. I mean c'mon, I'm in college, pregnant, and have no idea how to raise a baby. Yep this should be fun...

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"That was so amazing! I can't believe I cried..." We are just now walking out of my doctor's building and holding pictures of our beautiful baby. It doesn't look like much yet but it will.

"Well I thought it was adorable that you cried. It just shows how sweet you really are," I tell Conner. "I can tell you are going to spoil this baby way too much," I laugh. He is not going to be able to tell this kid no.

"Hey, anything gummy bear wants, gummy bear gets," he says proudly. Wait what?

"Gummy bear?" I question skeptically. Conner must be hungry if he's mistaking our baby for food. And out of any food I would think he would mistake the baby for chicken parmesan since that's his favorite.

Conner laughs at my confused face and explains, "That is what I decided to call the baby since we don't know if it's a boy or girl yet. I figured that's better than just calling the baby an it all the time..." He makes a valid point. But still, Gummy Bear? Oh well, it's his child too.

"Okay then. Gummy Bear it is." Grrrrrggg, oh boy. Cue the stomach noises. I put on my best puppy dog face ever and look up at Conner through my lashes. "Can we pwease go and get some ice cweam?" I beg, "It would make me berry happy to have some berry ice cream." I laugh a little at myself. I mean who wouldn't because that was good!

I tug a little on Conner's sleeve just for some finishing touches before he finally gives in. "Alright. Alright. Stop bugging me, will ya? We'll go and get your dang ice cream," he pretends to sound annoyed but I know that he wants his favorite chocolate chunk ice cream just as badly as Gummy Bear and I want our berry ice cream. "Just as long as you give me a kiss first..." he bargains.

I sigh, acting like that is the last thing I want to do when really I want to jump his bones... Must be the pregnancy hormones. I stand on my tip toes and give him the best kiss I can muster up before rushing to the car. Conner flashes his famous dimples at me before climbing in his car.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

I'm standing in the kitchen fixing dinner, smiling because that is always a memory that I like to go back to when I'm having a bad day. It seems to me like I've been having a lot of those for years and I just cannot get rid of them. By them I mean my husband's horrid mood swings and temper tantrums. Speaking of temper tantrums, it sounds like Conner is having one right now. His footsteps are pounding down the stairs and heading straight towards the kitchen. What could I have possibly done now?