Hoops & Harmonies

65.

The next morning, Monica and Angel found themselves back at the fertility clinic for a key appointment in their IVF journey. Angel had been taking fertility medication for a few weeks now to stimulate egg production, and this visit with Dr. Fields was to monitor her progress and see how her body was responding.

As they sat in the waiting room, Angel shifted slightly, feeling the mix of nerves and anticipation bubbling inside her. Monica, sensing her unease, reached over and took her hand, offering a calming smile.

"You okay?" Monica asked, her voice soft.

Angel nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. Just ready to see what's happening in there."

Monica chuckled. "I know you're anxious, but I have a good feeling about this."

A few moments later, Dr. Fields emerged, greeting them with her usual warmth. "Monica, Angel, good to see you both. Let's get started and see how things are progressing, shall we?"

They followed her into the exam room, where Angel prepared for the ultrasound. As Dr. Fields began the scan, the room was filled with the quiet hum of the machine and the soft clicking as she took measurements.

"Everything looks really promising," Dr. Fields said after a few moments, pointing to the screen. "Your follicles are responding well to the medication. The goal is to continue stimulating them over the next few days, and we'll likely schedule your egg retrieval soon."

Monica leaned in closer, her eyes fixed on the monitor. "So everything's on track?"

Dr. Fields nodded. "Absolutely. Right now, you have multiple follicles growing nicely. We just want to give them a little more time to mature before we retrieve the eggs."

Angel exhaled slowly, some of her tension easing. "That sounds good."

Monica smiled, feeling her own relief. "I'm so proud of you, babe. You're handling this like a champ."

Angel grinned at her. "Well, I've got the best support system."

Dr. Fields finished up the exam, sitting down with them to go over the next steps. "We'll have you come back in a few days to monitor the progress again, and then we'll make the final decision about the retrieval date. In the meantime, continue the medication as prescribed."

As they wrapped up and prepared to leave, Monica and Angel exchanged a look, their excitement growing. Outside, as they walked to their car, Monica couldn't help but voice her thoughts.

"It's happening," Monica said with a smile, her voice filled with excitement and hope. "We're getting so close."

Angel leaned against the car, looking up at the sky for a moment before turning to Monica. "I know. It's really happening. I'm excited, but I also feel like I'm holding my breath, waiting for the next step."

Monica gently placed her hands on Angel's shoulders. "One step at a time. We've come this far, and everything is going great."

Angel nodded, a determined look crossing her face. "You're right. And after this, we'll finally be on the road to having our baby."

Monica smiled and kissed her softly. "We've got this, babe. One day at a time."

They got into the car, the quiet hum of the drive home filled with a shared sense of purpose and optimism for the future.

That evening, the house was filled with the warm, sugary aroma of freshly baked cookies as Monica, Angel, and Melo gathered in the kitchen. It was Melo's last night before heading back to Atlanta to stay with Nana and Papa, and they wanted to spend time together before he left.