Taylor Swift now known as Taylor Kelce since her and Travis got married, sat in the passenger seat, her hand resting gently on her stomach as she gazed out the window. The sun cast a golden glow on the landscape, matching her hopeful mood. Travis Kelce, her husband, glanced over at her with a reassuring smile. His hand found hers, squeezing it gently.
"How are you feeling, babe?" Travis asked, his voice filled with concern and love.
Taylor turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and nerves. "A little anxious, but mostly hopeful," she admitted. "I can't believe we're here again, so soon after... everything."
Travis nodded, understanding the unspoken words. The memory of their recent miscarriage was still fresh in their minds, a painful chapter they were determined to move past. Today marked a new beginning, a chance to embrace hope and happiness once more.
They arrived at the clinic, and as they walked in, the familiar scent of antiseptic and the sound of soft music greeted them. Taylor's heart raced as they approached the reception desk.
"Good morning," the receptionist said with a warm smile. "How can I help you today?"
"We have an appointment for an ultrasound," Travis replied, his arm wrapped protectively around Taylor's waist.
"Name, please?"
"Taylor Kelce," she said, her voice steady.
The receptionist checked the schedule and nodded. "Right this way, Mrs. Kelce." Dr. Collins will be with you shortly."
They followed the nurse to a small, dimly lit room. Taylor changed into a gown and lay down on the examination table, her hand still clasped tightly in Travis's.
Dr. Collins, a kind-faced woman with a reassuring demeanor, entered the room. "Good morning, Taylor, Travis," she greeted them. "How are we feeling today?"
"A bit nervous," Taylor confessed. "But ready."
Dr. Collins nodded. "That's completely normal. Let's take a look, shall we?"
As the doctor prepared the ultrasound machine, Taylor and Travis shared a silent moment of encouragement. The cool gel on Taylor's abdomen made her shiver slightly, and Travis kissed her forehead.
The room fell silent as the monitor came to life. Dr. Collins moved the transducer gently over Taylor's stomach, her eyes focused on the screen. Moments later, the room filled with the rapid, rhythmic sound of a heartbeat.
"There it is," Dr. Collins said softly, her eyes twinkling. "A strong, healthy heartbeat."
Tears welled up in Taylor's eyes as she looked at the screen. "How far along am I?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion.
Dr. Collins smiled. "You're 4 weeks pregnant, Taylor. Everything looks perfect."
"Alright I would like to see you guys back in 4 weeks for your 8 week scan." Dr. Collin's said as she left the room.
Taylor turned to Travis, her tears spilling over. He wiped them away with his thumb, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. "We're going to be okay," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion.
"Yes, we are," Taylor replied, her heart swelling with a mixture of relief and joy.
As they left the clinic, the sun seemed to shine a little brighter, the world a little more beautiful. They held each other close, knowing that this new chapter was just the beginning of their journey together. And no matter what lay ahead, they would face it hand in hand, with love and hope lighting their way.
I know it's shorter I just wanted to show the first ultrasound and their reaction to seeing their baby for the first time, Also trust me I'm not that cruel I'm not gonna make them have another miscarriage. 😊
ALSO I STARTED COLLEGE STUFF ILL START COLLEGE IN LATE AUGUST as a disabled person this is a huge step for me so now I will be learning how to drive and getting information filled out this summer but I'll try and update as much as I can. I may post multiple parts in one day.
-Kai
