Chapter 21
A couple of weeks later, the pregnancy test read positive.
Our home would be welcoming another bundle of joy in eight little months.
Telling Anastaia that she might be having another sibling went well. We sat her down and kindly told her what was happening and why Mummy’s tummy was getting so big.
“No, I didn’t eat the baby sweetheart.” I laughed a little, rubbing my growing tummy. I was about four or five months along and past the stages of morning sickness that goodness. Zayn was always there beside me as I spewed everything I’d eaten into the toilet. It was never pretty and often scared Anastaia.
“You might have a little brother or sister.” Niall said, arm slinging around my waist.
“Hopefully, a sister. Boys are weird.” She said, making a little face at just the mention of the opposite gender.
“You calling me weird?” Zayn said, with a smile. Anastaia broke into a grin as I chuckled.
Anastaia was off back to playing with her toys. Zayn kissed my cheek and I squirmed with delight as his beard tickled me. “You need to shave.” I said, poking his nose and pushing him back a bit. Zayn frowned.
“The ultrasound is tomorrow right?” He said as I looked on the table at the mail. Letters, bills, and taxes I didn’t want to pay but had too. Nothing new. Nothing exciting.
“Yeah.” I said softly.
The next day while Anastaia was at school – even though she wanted to come see her new sibling – we headed to the hospital.
Anastaia groaned and complained, tugging on her father and I’s legs as she begged to come with us. She even pulled the “I’m not feeling good” card with her sad puppy dog eyes (Zayn’s fault) and almost got me to give in, until I caught him eating a couple of cookies in good cookie batch I experimented with.
“Stomachache gone then?” Zayn raised his eyebrows as he wiped Anastaia’s mouth which was framed by crumbs.
“Yep.” She grinned, pieces of chocolate in her teeth before Zayn sent her upstairs to brush her teeth. I saw them high five each other secretly while I did my makeup. Still we went, promising Anastaia she would be the first to know.
Zayn held my hand as we checked in. He filled out the papers and comforted me as we waited in the hospital’s waiting room. Eventually a nurse called our names and we followed her into the little room.
I’ve been through the procedure before with Anastaia. I don’t know why I was so scared. This was my second time around. Zayn kept telling me to calm down softly but somehow I couldn’t.
The nurse said a few words but I wasn’t listening at all. Eventually, she took out the machine and put the gel on my stomach which made me laugh a bit but also finally relaxed me. I closed my eyes as the nurse searched and searched for the baby.
It took her awfully long so I feared I lost the child, but my nerves were calmed as soon as I heard Zayn laugh softly.
“Cupcake, look!” I opened my eyes a little to look at the monitor.
“Girl? Boy?” I asked in wonder.
“Boy.” She beamed and said some fancy medical terms that explained how she knew. “Congratulations!”
Then and there I wanted to burst into tears of joy but for the sack of not looking like a raccoon after I was done crying, I held in my tears and let Zayn cry to himself. His hand was over his mouth and his eyes glued to the monitor.
Once I was all cleaned off, out of my awkward hospital dress, and back into my normal cloths, Zayn pulled me into the biggest hug, arms around my waist and head on top of my head. I nuzzled my face into his neck and he cuddled a little closer to me. I could feel him smiling against my skin.
He leaned down and softly kissed my tummy. He whispered a couple words against it before rising back up to me and stealing another kiss of love and plenty of affection.
Our little family was growing.
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