Me Plus Her

Overdue

Due date already passed. How come I was still here at home feeling nothing? It was bothering me all along.

I called Frida that night.

"Hey..." I softly greeted her.

"What's up? Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital by now?"

I sighed. As I was stroking my tummy, "It's weird. Is it even possible to be delayed for almost a week now?"

Her voice rose when she heard of it. "Are you kidding me? Almost a week? You better go and check it out now." She was panicking more than I was. "Wait! Is the heart still beating?"

"Well, yeah."

"Does he know?"

"Yes. Gosh! I don't know what's going on now."

"I only know about premature ones, and not like this. It's a rare case. I advise you to go right now."

"But..."

"You're talking to the big sister who acts like a mother, and really is a mother remember? I insist."

"I'll wait for him." I childishly pleaded.

"Don't wait for him."

"But I need him this time. Besides, he promised to never leave me."

"Okay. Just give me a call if the thing happens without him."

"You're such a big sister." Then I saw Björn coming in. "Woops. He's here. Gotta go. Thanks. Bye."

"Take care of yourself. Bye."

I put the phone down, then I turned to him. "Oh hi babe!"

Then he kissed my cheek. "How are you feeling? Still nothing?"

"Still fine, but worried. How come it's like this? It has been almost a week now since the due date. It bothers me, but at the same time I'm relieved of his heartbeat."

He sat beside me, then put his arm on my shoulder. "Who was on the phone earlier?"

"Frida."

"Did you tell her?"

"Yeah. She advised me to have myself checked right now, but I told her that I'll be waiting for you."

"Well, I would say the same thing."

"I'll just wait for a few more hours, then we're good to go."

He moved back. "It's a difficult case. Are you sure you want to stay for a while?"

"Yes. Right now, I just want to go to bed."

It was weird really. Was it even real? I thought I was dreaming. Worse of all, I was too stubborn for the past few days. I still stayed at home, doing this and that. I tried my best not to be brought to the hospital.

Why? I never wanted to undergo any operation anymore. Removing my throat was the first and the last, and I didn't want another. Besides, operations leave scars in the end.

Crap! A week passed after that, and still nothing. "What are you doing in there, darling? Don't you want to see us?" I jokingly asked.

"Who are you talking to, mommy?" It was Linda running towards me on sofa.

"I'm talking to your little sibling, sweetheart." I kissed her forehead.

"When am I gonna meet him?"

"I don't know, sweetheart. Try to talk to him."

Her tiny hands were on my stomach. She began talking. "Hey there... It's your big sister. When are you going to come out? I'm excited to be your playmate. We're gonna play games, and games, and a lot of games. I cannot wait for long..."