A Furious Chick

Appointment

Katherine

Brian is jittery in the waiting room of the doctors office.

"Dude, what the fuck is your problem?" I whispered to him.

"How can you not be excited?" He asked.

"I am very excited." I informed him. "I'm just not having a fucking maniac episode because of it you twit."

He rolled his eyes. "It's hard to tell when you're excited. You always have that mean grill on your face. You had it at the wedding right before your eyes caught mine. Then you started to shine. Radiating. Did I ever tell you, you looked beautiful that day?"

"Brian, shut the fuck up." I sighed.

"You did-" He was about to ramble on until a nurse called us back. Thank God.

We followed her to the back into a room with a huge ass machine and a computer. She sat me down on the table and told me to unbutton my pants.

"We have some people coming to see the sonogram." I told her.

"That's fine. Just let them know to tell the front desk who they are here to see and they'll be escorted back." The nurse smiled warmly. "You are three and a half months?"

"That is correct." I nodded. "I'm already showing."

"This early?" She frowned.

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.

"No. No." She shook her head quickly. "When I was pregnant with my son, I didn't start showing until the fifth month. I mean, I did gain a little weight but I mean actual belly poking out. Can you stand for me?"

I did. She lifted my shirt to see my bump. She rubbed it.

"Must be a girl. I heard girls really make you pop." She smiled.

I took a seat back on the table.

"The doctor will be in shortly." She smiled. "I'm Karen, by the way. Congratulations."

"I'm Katherine. That's Brian. Thank you." I smiled.

She gave us another smile before leaving. A few minutes later, the team shows up. Everyone gives me kisses and Brian greetings. They settle once the doctor comes in. She's a middle aged woman with brown hair and brown eyes. She seems kind.

"I'm Dr. Abel." She smiled. But I hate being called that. Call me Mya."

"I'm Katherine, that's Brian and a bunch of my bozo friends." I told her.

"And the father is...the blonde." She guessed.

"How'd you know?" I laughed.

"Because he cant keep still." She winked.

"It's his first time at fatherhood." I told her.

She began playing with the computer. "Your first time at motherhood, hm?"

"Yep." I nodded.

"Babies are complicated and messy and will change your sex life." She told me bluntly. "But when you hear that baby's first cry...when it takes it's first steps...when it smiles at you and squeeze your hand...it will all be worth it."

Brian jumped with excitement.

She grabbed a bottle with blue goo and paused. "May be cold."

I nodded. She squeezed the bottle, the goo spilling on my stomach. It was cold. She pressed a button and suddenly I heard a crazy ass sound. It was like the baby's heartbeat was racing and sputtering. That made me nervous.

"Oh my." Mya whispered.

"What?" Letty spoke up.

She pressed another button and the screen came alive. I saw the baby. Only it's head though. Then she moved the microscope thing. Another head. And then she moved it further and then another fucking head! What the holy fuck?

"Okay, I'm totally wasted." Kaleb whispered to Rome. "Is anyone else seeing three?"

"Congratulations, you are having triplets." Mya smiled.

"Triplets?!" I yelled.

"Holy shit." Brian whispered.

"Damn, Brian. Your boys are strong." Rome patted Brian's shoulder.

"I'm having your photos printed and giving you a list of of dos and donts when you are pregnant with triplets. I am assigning you to bed rest the rest of your pregnancy and you will have to eat maybe five hundred calories a day."

"How come I didn't know I was pregnant before?" I asked.

"Different women have different bodies. My sister didn't know she was pregnant up until the eighth month." Mya waved her hand.

I sighed.

"Just think of it this way, after you give birth, you get your tubes tied. No more babies." Mya suggested.

"I can do that all in the same day?" I asked.

Mya nodded slowly.

"Katherine." Brian whispered.

"I'll have everything waiting for you at the front desk. Congratulations. See you in two weeks."

"Two weeks, I thought this was monthly."

"Last five months, you've drank, you've done drugs..." Mya said. "These babies need to be checked on every two weeks, possibly weekly if we really need to."

I nodded slowly. "Are they...I don't know. Developing like normal babies?"

"Yes. They seem healthy in your womb, it's up to you if they are healthy outside of your womb."