A Blank Slate II Completed

Chapter 20

Ch 20

Despite the news in the beginning of my trip, I was able to enjoy the week off I had with my family. I was able to take my niece out and go on adventures like trips to the zoo or to watch the newest Disney film. I was able to sit down with my father and work on a puzzle, and sit at the counter with my mother and help her start baking Christmas treats—an overall mundane typical holiday with the Parkers. I had all but forgot about it all till the last day when I had just finished packing to leave for the airport when there was a knock on my door.

Curious, I go to open it and spot my sister on the other side. She has a determined look in her eyes as she enters my room and grabs my purse, keys, and coat. Without a word she grabs my wrist and starts to drag me down the stairs. It isn't till we are outside, and she is trying to shove me into the passenger seat do I say something.

"Sis, what are you doing? Where are we going?" I grab her hand off my shoulder and step away from her car.

"I am taking you to my doctor" she goes to grab me and manages to wrangle me into the car and closes the door on me.

"Why are you taking me to the doctors?" I ask confused as she gets into her side and starts the car. She looks over at me with her 'are you serious' face.

"To see about your baby"

àLater ß

I am waiting on the crinkly paper on the bed of the medical exam room. My sister is sitting and holding my hand as we wait for the official record of whether I am pregnant or not. I fiddle with the crinkly paper and try to distract myself with thoughts about the purpose behind the paper, do they use it just to make awaiting patients uncomfortable? My thoughts are beginning to circle into a downward spiral as it seems the test result were taking far too long. Just as I am about to speak up, the light knocks on the door followed by the door opening, and the doctor enters. We both straighten up as she comes in with the clipboard that holds my fate. She is nice lady from what I have garnered from our brief interactions earlier. She seems to be close to my mother's age and has a kind and warm demeanor which soothes me marginally for the anxiety raging inside has made my stomach feel like it was on a rollercoaster with all the ups and downs. She takes a seat at the little desk and pulls her chair forward until the is sitting in front of me. Pulling up the file she has, she looks it over and then smiles up at me.

"congratulations, you are having a baby"

Those words keep dancing around in my head as I sit quietly in my sister's car as she drives. She is staying quiet as I process it all. It is official now, no more flimsy plastic tests, but bone-fide result from a lab screaming in all of its glory the harsh truth of reality—the reality that I have a baby growing inside of me right now. Slowing placing my hand over my stomach, all I can feel is the flat planes of muscles and skin. Nothing at all to indicate a change, nothing outwardly physical to say that there is my child growing there. Yet, despite the minimal physical evidence, I feel something inside that is screaming at me the truth, that there is something precious there and thoughts of the future spin in my mind. A cute little face with almond shape eyes and dark brown eyes staring up into mine—resembling the man I fell in love with. A bubbling feeling of happiness unexpectedly springs up inside and I look over at my sister with tears forming.

"I am going to be a mother" I say with a large smile and tears falling from my eyes.

She looks over at me and smiles, "yes, yes you are"

We pull into a fifties-style carhop and wait for one of the girls in skates to come to the car to take our order. I still have tears running down my face with a large smile as I stare out the window. I hear a throat clearing and I look over to my sister.