Breathe Again

Things Are Different

Two Months Later...

Chris won two of the Oscar nominations he was up for. Best Director and Film of the year. The ceremony itself was amazing and beyond anything I could have ever imagined. Everyone had such a wonderful time in LA with us. We took the kids to Disneyland, it was a fiasco with the group we had. Derek did no stay in town like he said he was going to. He left that morning. Bailey was very upset because he didn't to her school or meet Logan like she had wanted. 

Since being back I have seen him all of maybe three times. I don't how to get him back to who he was. No I don't he is not my problem anymore.

I've been feeling a little weak and dizzy lately so I'm heading to the Dr. Chris is flying in from Boston tonight, the kids are with Derek.

As I sit in the waiting room I feel anxious. I've always had a type of phobia when it came to anything involving sick people. I always felt like I would get whatever they had. The nurse walks out and calls my name. I can't get up quick enough. "Hey, Maggie how are you today?" Liza asks. She's been here since I was a kid. "Oh great minus the fatigue and dizzy spells." She escorts me to an exam room. "Well we'll get you all fixed up today. Dr. Mendoza will be in shortly." She exits and I'm left to wait.

The smell of the sterile room is causing me to get nauseous. Liza comes back in and takes some blood and has me do a urine sample.

Twenty minutes pass by before Dr. Mendoza walks in. "Hello, Maggie. Let's see so fatigue and dizziness brought you in. And I see Liza got your labs. Let me go over these." He says flipping through a few papers. "How old are those twins of yours?" He asks. "Fifteen." 

"I see you had two miscarriages after them." I nod as he turns and smiles at me. "Hold on just a few more minutes. I'll be right back." He leaves as quick as he came in. Literally minutes later he comes back in with a sonogram machine. "What's going on?" I ask. "I just want to check and see if everything is fine after those miscarriages." He says as I lift my shirt up. He squirts the warm jelly on my belly and begins to move the wand over my belly. I can't see the screen, but I can see his face which is expressionless.

"Alright. Congratulations Maggie you're about ten weeks pregnant." I sit up and look at the screen and see the familiar picture on the screen. I wipe my belly off and he prints some pictures off. "Are you sure?" I ask him. "Yes, that's why I wanted to triple check with this. Were you not wanting another baby?" He asks. I should have known I was pregnant. Do I wanna be pregnant? Oh my god what is Chris going to say.

Later on that evening I think of ways to tell Chris and how to bring it up.

I have no more time to think as he walks through the door. He rushes over to me dropping his bags off by the door. "God, I've missed you." He says as he reaches me picking me up. "I've missed you too but we have to talk." He puts me down and gulps. "What happened?" He asks full of curiosity. "I went to the Dr because as you know I haven't been feeling well." He nods. "Well I found out why." He raises his brow waiting for me to tell him what's wrong.

"I'm pregnant." He face goes pale as his jaw drops. He says nothing as he stands in front of me. "Chris, are..." He rushes me and hugs me planting kisses on me. "I'm gonna be a dad. We're having a baby." He let's go and runs his hands through his hair. "Oh my god, you're really pregnant. We're doing this." He kneels down and puts his hands on my stomach kissing it. Well I guess he's happy. He looks up at me tears streaking his face. "My mom is going to flip out. Are we going to have the baby here or in Boston? Do you wanna move?" He asks.

I haven't thought about any of this. "You know what don't answer that. We need to talk about these things more when we're not so excited. I'm going to be a fucking dad. I love you, you amazing human." I hug him. "So how are we telling everyone? A party? A social media post?" He asks. If we left it up to him he would be funning through the neighborhood with a loud speaker shouting he's going to be a dad. "I don't know. We could do a themed party and have hints everywhere."