-July 24th, 2021- -Miley's POV-
Patrick and I have been living in the same house together for two months now. I was six and a half months pregnant, and looked like I was about nine months. I was sitting in the doctor's office, waiting for Dr. Prescott to enter the room and tell me how my babies were doing. As I was playing on my phone, Dr. Prescott comes in.
"Hello, Miley."
"Hi Dr. Prescott."
"How have you been doing?" She asks me, sitting on her stool. "Congrats on the engagement by the way."
"I've been alright. The twins have been kicking up a storm, though, and thanks." I say, holding my stomach.
"Well that means they're doing alright then, let's take a look." Then I lay back, lift my shirt, and she squirts the warm goo on my stomach. Soon there was the sound of two heartbeats filling the room. "Well, they look like the boys are doing just fine. Do you have any questions?"
"Um, I know twins come early in most cases. How early are we talking?" I ask.
"Most twins come at about thirty-six weeks. So around eight months."
"Okay. Should I get worried if it's any earlier or later?"
"Like I said, most twins come around thirty-six weeks, but some come around fourty like most babies. It depends on how much earlier you're talking about. A couple weeks is fine." She replies.
"Okay."
"Miley, everything looks great. Keep doing what you're doing, and everything should be fine. Only about twelve more weeks and you'll have the babies." She says, then smiles.
"Great, thank you." Then I wipe off my stomach and sit up, then she leaves. When I get in my car, I get a text from Patrick.
Patrick: hey beautiful how's it going at the doctor's?
Miley: it's going fine. I just got done, the babies look great. Dr. Prescott said that I can have the babies at like 36 weeks
Patrick: is that bad?
Miley: no, she said it's normal
Patrick: okay. Good. I guess I'll see you when you get home then :)
Miley: okay, bye. See you soon
Then I buckled up and started my car, then started to drive to my house.
When I got home Patrick was waiting with Destiny on the couch. When I got through the door, Destiny was the first one to greet me.
"Hi mommy! How are you? How are the babies? Are they okay?"
"Hi, Destiny." I say, then laugh. "The babies and I are doing just fine."
"Then why did you go to the doctor? Are they sick?"
"No," I say with a smile. "they just needed a check up. I promise if they were sick I would tell you."
"Okay mommy." Then she hugs me and sits down on the couch to wwatch TV.
"So it went well?" Patrick asks.
"Yeah. I can't believe it's just twelve more weeks until the might be here." I say with a smile. "It's just incredible."
"I know...it really is. Miley, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, why?"
"You just seem like you've been distant from me. What's up?"
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Destiny Faith Hope
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