TINY
2 weeks later
As the warmth of the air hit my skin and the scent of the freshly cut grass filled my nose from the open window, I felt as if everything mattered. It feels as though everything is making sense and back on track.
"Good morning Ms. Westmoreland, how are you?" My doctor spoke with a warm smile.
"I'm doing okay, been having episodes of morning sickness but other than that, I'm cool." I responded truthfully. She nodded in understanding.
"I understand girl. So, right now I'm just going to perform an ultrasound to see how far along you are and then we can proceed to gather more information about the healthy steps you should take throughout your pregnancy. Sounds okay?" She spoke as she put on gloves and gathered her tools to perform the ultrasound.
"Okay, sounds good." I smiled as I laid back on the bed and spread my legs. This ultrasound was performed vaginally since I was still in my early stages of pregnancy. She inserted the ultrasound twirling it around a bit until she came across a little bloop that appeared on her screen. "Oop, there you have it." She pointed.
I looked on the screen as she turned it to face me. My baby was no bigger than a grape. Just then, I got a call from Tyree as tears formed in my eyes at the sight of my baby.
"Hello?" I sniffled.
"Where you at?" Tyree spoke as I heard muffling and movement in his background.
"I'm in the doctor's office now, our baby so wittle." I responded with a pouty smile.
"Mann, what room number you in, I'm up here now punk." He jealously responded with a smack of his lips.
"211-" I said and soon there was a knock at the door. My doctor removed the tool from me as well as her gloves to open the door. There, I seen my man holding flowers and chocolates in his hands. The doctor cooed and complimented him on being considerate of my unspoken needs. My stomach was warm with butterflies and mind filled with emotion. I love this boy to death.
"Awwn baby. Thank you daddy." I cooed out as he handed me the roses as well as planted two quick soft kisses to my forehead.
"Wassup baby. I know I probably ain't have to do this lil shit, but you carrying my baby and Imma make every moment less stressful and more exciting through the whole process." He so casually but beautifully confessed out loud. My breath hitched and eyes never left his as he looked deeply into mine. If this doctor wasn't in the room, I swear I'd fuck him right now.
"I love you so much baby, thank you!" I finally responded. He kissed me again on the forehead and told me he loved me also before grabbing my hand in his firm yet gentle hands.
"Alright so it's been confirmed that you both are standing at about 8-9 weeks. Would you like to repeat the process with the time we have?" The doctor asked me.
"Yeah, so my baby can see his baby." I smile gleefully looking up at Tyree. The doctor repeated her process in preparation of the ultrasound and inserted the tool inside my vagina again while Tyree scrunched up his face in confusion and disgust.
"Stop that!" I said playfully slapping his hand that still held mine.
"That shit don't hurt? She just moving that mu'fucka like that..." Tyree said before I cut him off.
"No, now calm down." I laughed aloud. She located the grape size bloop again as it appeared on her screen for both me and Tyree to see now.
"And there he or she is." The doctor pointed once again.
"Damnnn look at my lil nigga. Tsss I can see him now, dressin like me and shit." Tyree smiled at me then at the sonogram. I looked back playfully mugging.
