You've been pregnant for over 2 months now, and you and Michael are currently getting ready to go to your doctors appointment to find out the sex of the baby.
Your POV
"I hope it's a boy!" You say to Michael while putting on your aviators.
Michael smiles at you. "I hope it's a girl." Michael puts on his fedora and helps you down the stairs.
"Why a girl Michael?" You ask Michael.
Michael scrunches his eyebrows. "Because I want to spoil her just like I spoil you, and I've always wanted a little girl." Michael smiles at you.
"A girl is a lot of work Michael, trust me. But either way, I'll still love the baby no matter what." You rub your stomach, thinking about your child.
Your now in the limo on your way to the doctors office. To be honest, you're hella nervous because you don't want anything to happen to the baby.
Michael looks at you and notices your facial expression. "Baby, it's gonna be ok. Don't stress yourself so much ok?" Michael holds your hand to calm you down, and it works. You nod your head then lay your head on Michael's lap, drifting off to sleep.
"Y/n, wake up. We're here." Michael rubs your arm gently.
Once your vision clears up, you sit up from Michael's lap. "You ready babe?" Michael asks you.
"More than ever." You both jump out of the limo, trying your best to avoid the paparazzi. They can be a real pain sometimes. Actually, all of the time.
Once you both go into the clinic, your doctor is already there at the door.
"Hello Mr and Mrs. Jackson. I'm Doctor Norwood.
You both shake his hand.
Follow me please. The doctor takes you into a room with a bed and a little tv. You lay on the bed and the doctor applies this cold gel substance on your stomach. You flinch at the temperature.
The doctor is finally able to show the baby on the screen and you and Michael both stare at the screen in awe of what you're seeing
Your child.
You look over at Michael, and he's crying. Michael gets up out of his seat and kisses your forehead and face about a hundred times.
"Thank you so much y/n. For being strong, and for being the love of my life, and the mother of my unborn child."
"I love you Michael."
"I love you most." Michael responds.
You both look at the screen and tears continue to flow out of your eyes. You can't believe that you and Michael created something so beautiful, that has a little of both you put together.
"So doctor, are we having a little boy?" You ask.
"You're having a baby girl!" The doctor says.
"YESSSS!" Michael shoots his fist in the air, ecstatic that his wish came true.
You and the doctor laugh at Michael's action.
"Congratulations!" The doctor shakes both you and Michael's hands and leaves the room.
"Thank you Michael." You kiss his cheek.
Michael looks confused. "For what?"
"For letting me become a mother." You look down at your stomach. Excited for the big day to come.
