My Little Miracles

Chapter One: My Whole World Collapses

Main character above (Rylei Wilkins) yes that's younger Beyonce^^^

A chill goes up my spine making me shiver in as the cold gel touches my stomach in the cold, dimly lit, exam room. I stare at the screen in awe of how this little screen could change my life and my husband's for the better.

"First time?" the ultrasound technician asks as I stare at the screen. She smiles at me with a kind, warm bright, smile. Her perfect smile makes her blue eyes look even more startling. She's so beautiful it makes me jealous. "Um... ye..ah," I stutter "First ultrasound, first possible baby."

She nods slowly going back to work looking for this baby. I stare at the screen waiting to see a tiny little body. I squeal in surprise as a see a tiny body moving its tiny hands. I think of how this little baby will be my son or daughter and how I will nurture and love my baby forever.

"Amazing right?" the ultrasound technician says getting me out me tranquil state. I nod probably looking like a kid at a candy shop and their mother said pick as much as you want. "Looks like your about twelve weeks by the looks of the fetus." I half listen only paying attention to the twelve weeks, fetus part. She takes the wand of my abdomen making the screen go blank. I frown a bit because I could look at that screen all day if I could. She must see my reaction because she said she'll give me a picture of the baby and then aps a few buttons and a picture printer out.

"I am very worried about your size," she says handing me the tiny picture, I tuck it in the pocket of my loose fitting denim overalls knowing if I look at it i won't stop looking at it. "Your three months and you look barely even pregnant, i'm very worried about the growth of your child. So i'm going to schedule an appointment for hopefully, tomorrow with our dietian Merylyn Divinca."

I nod "Tomorrow sounds good, I just have to notify my boss," I tell her sitting up. The tech nods and hands me a few paper towels from the sink nearby. I take them and wipe the gel off my stomach and murmur my thanks wiping the gel off my stomach. "The secretary will call with the time of the appointment sometime around 7 in the morning and congradulations, I can tell you from experience that motherhood is hard but it's worth it."

I smile and say my thank you's and button my blue demin overalls over my snow white crop top and put my snow white pumps.

I walk out of the exam room, as i walk to the exit I see a woman about my age playing with her daughter who looked about two years old and the girl keeps laughing at her mother making silly faces. I smile, imagining me and Benson playing with our daughter or son like that.

As i walk outside and a blast of warm summer air greets me along with a the smell of freshly cut grass and the sound of a lawn mower. I walk to my red VW Bug the car Benson hates because it's "a vagina on wheels," which i totally disagree with this car is my baby, well was my baby because now I have an actual baby. As I drive out the parking lot of Santiago Family Health Center, i call all four of my sisters.

"It's Morgan bitch!" My 20 year old sister greets me over the sound of music "You gotta make it quick i'm bout to go on stage." Morgan is a singer at this club called 24/7, that runs 24/7 and she works the day shift usually.

"What is so important that you had to disturb me on my only free period in the day," my 27 year old sister, Mae, hisses at me. She works at a kindgarten teacher at a private preschool. It's naptime for the kids so the she is usually on her phone for 45 minutes.

"Yeah!" My 20 year old sister Sapphire (Morgan's twin) says, I hear plates banging against each other and someone yelling order of what to cook. "Rylei, Chef Bryan is about to be pissed at me."