Thinking Out Loud

Chapter 13

"Are you ready Sugg. Girl or Boy. What's your bet?"
"Boy," he said somewhat confidently. "Or maybe a girl?"
"No," Dianne laughed. "That's not how it works. Pick."
"Fine, girl."
"Oh really?" Dianne had been expecting him to say boy the whole time.
"Yes," Joe chuckled, "I reckon it's a girl."
"Well that's boring," she joked, "I was gonna say that. I still am, but I can't win the bet now."
"You're ridiculous. I'm not changing my mind though, I'm saying girl."
"Same, copycat."
"Dianne Buswell?" The pair jumped up from their seats in the waiting room and traipsed over to the kind looking nurse further down the corridor. "Morning," she smiled.
"Morning."
"Morning." She led them into a room and instructed Dianne to lay down on the bed, top rolled up, leggings rolled down, before putting the gel on her stomach and beginning the ultrasound.
"Baby's looking perfectly fine. Are we finding out gender?" She asked after a few minutes.
"Yes." Dianne looked to Joe to make sure he hadn't changed his mind before saying, "yes," again.
"Okay." The nurse concentrated on the screen for a minute or so until she looked to them with a smile on her face. "Well, it looks like you're having a little girl!"
"Really?" Joe asked without hesitation. "I was convinced it was going to be a boy."
"Um, you literally just said girl," Dianne said, turning to him with a grin.
"I was only saying it to wind you up," Joe smirked. Dianne rolled her eyes and turned back to the nurse, who was smiling at their interaction.
"Boys," Dianne muttered, making her giggle.
"Yes, they are pains," she said. "Right, we are all done. I'll just get you cleaned up and then you can go!"

"If you'd have not tried to annoy me, I would have won the bet."
"Where's the fun in that?" Joe grinned.
"You are not funny," Dianne quipped, "you were just scared to lose."
"Was not!" Joe gasped, "I'm not scared of anything. I'm made of strong stuff, don't you worry." Joe flexed his muscles before announcing their cab had arrived. The pair hurried out of the building and into the waiting car, Joe running off their new address to the driver before they sat back for the journey.

"That's something else we need to think about," Joe said as they walked through the front door, "a car. We need an actual car for when Baby Sugg arrives."
"Pfft, that's on you. I don't have a clue." Dianne held up her hands and carried on talking, "I wouldn't have a clue where to start. I'll leave that up to you."
"Okay then," Joe laughed, "I'll get googling shall I?"
"Go for it." Dianne walked into the kitchen and began to unpack some more boxes whilst Joe went into his office. Over the past couple of weeks, they had gotten pretty much everything unpacked and in their new homes; there was only a couple small boxes left. They didn't need to decorate that much as the house was almost exactly how they would want it anyways. The only thing that did need decorating was the nursery and now they knew the gender, it would be a whole lot easier. Placing the last cup on the shelf, Dianne took the box outside and put it in the bin before traipsing back inside to get herself a glass of water.

Dianne rolled over in bed once again. She was getting bigger, and the baby bump was only getting heavier. It was beginning to pull on her back and the tension was always there now, even when she was laying down. Dianne found out very quickly how difficult it was to get comfortable with a bad back. Sure, she'd had back pain before but not quite on the 'pregnancy' scale of it. As the weeks went by, Dianne found herself to be needing earlier nights than usual; she just always seemed to be tired. Once again, she'd left Joe downstairs and gone up to bed at 9pm. Dianne didn't like going to sleep without Joe beside her but for the past few days, she had been so tired she didn't notice his absence, instead falling asleep pretty much as soon as her head hit the pillow. Tonight, however, was different. Dianne could not get comfortable for love nor money, and by 10pm, she was still wide awake with no hopes of falling asleep anytime soon. Beginning to become unbearable, the pains in her lower back were pushing Dianne to tears as she rolled over yet again in a desperate bid to find a comfier position. After failing once more, Dianne climbed out of bed with tears pooling in her eyes and made her way downstairs to find Joe. She made her way down the stairs and into the living room, where she found Joe watching the tv.
"Oh hi," Joe said when he saw Dianne, "I thought you'd gone to sleep." Dianne, emotional and teary, didn't answer Joe but sat down next to him, facing him. Joe immediately noticed the unusual shine to her eyes and turned the volume of the tv down. "You okay?"
"My back hurts so bad," she said softly, trying her best not to whine or moan.
"Do you want anything. Like a massage, or some painkillers?"
"Can I have a hug?" Dianne asked tearfully.
"Of course you can, you don't even need to ask silly." Dianne smiled as Joe held out his arms and, shifting slightly, she snuggled into him.
"That's better," she mused, "you're like medicine."
"Why?" Joe chuckled.
"Because you always make me feel better."

Joe had gotten Dianne back into bed, just. It was midnight and she was knackered having not stayed up that late for a while. Hoping that she'd just fall asleep straight away, Joe left Dianne in bed whilst he went to do his teeth but when he came back in, her eyes still fluttered open to the sight of him.
"We can start to decorate the nursery now," she said, her voice giving away how tired she felt. "We can make it proper girly."
"We can, but let's not think about it now," Joe reasoned quietly, slipping his t-shirt off and climbing into bed. "You're only 16 weeks, we've got plenty of time yet."
"I know, but now I'm all excited," she said happily.
"I know, me too. Go to sleep, Di." Joe kissed her cheek and tucked the duvet up to her chin, making her giggle.
"I'm not tired," she yawned.
"You are, Dianne. Go to sleep gorgeous, please."
"Okay," her sleepy voice answered, "love you."
"Love you too."