"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 92 - "Summer Baby...?"

Chapter 92 - "Summer Baby...?"

Clara's PoV

'Mummy? Are you okay?' Avia asked as she tapped on the bedroom door where I was sat in the middle of my bed that I had spent the afternoon binge watching Harry Potter films.

I had watched the first three just this afternoon.

'I'm fine Hun. Just wanted to have a films afternoon' I hummed.

'Ooo. Are you watching the goblet of fire? That's my favourite. Can I watch too?' She asked holding a blanket and a phone in her hand.

I laughed with a nod shifting up so there was room for her on the bed.

'Did you go to the doctor today? Daddy said that you saw the baby?' She asked still feeling a little guilty about telling John about me being pregnant. I never really thanked her for that.

'Listen Avia. When you told Daddy about me being pregnant. That wasn't your fault you do know that right?'

'Yeah. But I didn't mean to tell him'

'I know but I never should have told you and expected you to keep it a secret. It wasn't fair' I hummed.

'Can I see a picture of the baby?' She asked.

I jumped up and got the ultrasound out of my bag. 'It's a little summer baby. Due on the 29th July'

'I hope it's a little brother. Henry and Ollie need another friend to play with. Either that or a little sister for Poppy'

'Well I can assure you it won't be both' I scoffed making that very clear as the bedroom door opened again. 'What is this all come to Mummy's bed?' I laughed as Evie and Poppy climbed up as Henry cane in to see what he was missing.

'We heard you talking about the baby. Is it another baby sister?' Evie asked.

'It's a little too soon to tell. Maybe next time?' I said as she pouted. 'Do you want a little brother or sister Henry?' I asked.

'Buver' he squeaked. 'Yike me so I can dress him like Spider-Man too' he said excitedly.

'Well I think that I would be happy either way' John said as he came to join the party in the bedroom.

'Well you don't even get a say' I growled getting out of the bed and lifting Poppy into my arms. 'Come on its bed time'

- - -

'Oh come on Clara. Let me in' John scoffed slamming on the bathroom door where I was trying to have an peaceful shower and think up ways to murder my husband.

'I swear to you - if you break that door I'll Fucking disown you' I growled.

'It was one scan. How was I supposed to remember? There's so much going on at the moment' he defended.

'It was the most important scan John. It was the only one I needed you to come too. I needed you there today and you wasn't there. What was I supposed to think?' I yelled not budging and not opening the bathroom door.

Were so in sync these days that we can lie to each other whether we're looking at each other face to face or not.

'I know Clara and I'm sorry but I have 4 other kids to think about. We have 4 other kids to think about and the meeting was important. I was setting things up so I can have the time off to be with Poppy without having to worry. Now that your pregnant there is so many things throughout her treatment that you can't do' he said as I opened the bathroom door.

'I do know that. My midwife told me' I sighed sitting on the bed and clutching at the small photo of the ultrasound.

To John this baby was a miracle. It was the child that he wanted. To me this baby was just 18 months too early.

18 months would have been enough time to get past the cancer and get our lives in order but instead its come around far too soon.

'I can't go to radio therapy sessions with her. I can't go to CT scans or x rays or MRI scans with her anymore. She'll be all on her own'

'You can come to chemo right?'

'The first session should be okay but the second much stronger bout might not be safe for me with the baby' I hummed. 'I can come to blood transfusions though. And doctors appointments I suppose. But now it's about keeping a baby safe as well'

'It'll be fine. We'll get through it. I know we will'

'I needed you today John. Just for morel support. I did think about terminating this baby you know and the truth is that if Avia hadn't have accidentally told you then I might have done it'

'Are you saying that Avia saved this babies life?'

'Sort of I guess. I dunno. I just thought that for some reason even though it's what you wanted that you wouldn't be supportive or something? I dunno. I was just being stupid. Plus I didn't think I was ready - I still don't but now I'm pregnant I just have to power on through'

'Why don't we just pretend that it's no big deal?'

'Huh?'

'Well go to scans and doctors appointments and things but we won't get our hopes up. We'll just breeze through this pregnancy knowing that anything can happen. We won't buy anything yet and we won't get anything back our?'

'Is that going to be possible? I know how excited you'll get when I start to show. I know how excited I'll get' I grumbled.

'We don't find out the gender?' He suggested.

'Have it as a surprise. That'll be weird. This will be the first pregnancy that neither of us have known. You can't cheat like last time'

'I swear I wont' he said with a scout honour pose. 'When is our little Summer baby due?'

'July 29th'

'Let choose a date? If we make it through to say... The end of May? Then we can be silently hopeful? That's 7 months'

'My midwife did say that if we get to six we can be hopeful so maybe six and a half months?'

'Here's a better deal? If we get to Poppy's 5th birthday - the beginning of June - and all is still good. We can start preparing?'

'That's if she makes it to her 5th birthday' I poured.

'She will' John scoffed.

'That sounds like a deal'