They left Alex at Irene's mother's house and went to see the gynecologist.
-Good afternoon, dears!
-Good afternoon, doctor.
-Sit down, please. What is the reason for the consultation today?
-We want to start the procedure to get pregnant. - Tamara said, smiling.
-Ah, how wonderful! You decided to have their first child.
-Second. - said Irene.
-What? Sorry, at the last consultation I understood that you had no children.
-And we didn't have it. We adopted it in May, in Argentina. - Said Tamara.
-What a beautiful gesture. Congratulations! The world needs more people like you.
-Thanks. - Said Irene - He is very special. And we want to give him a brother or sister.
-Great! I will make some notes now. So, first question: Which of the two will be the birth mother?
-I. - Said Tamara.
-Right. And Irene will be the pregnant mother. Great. Let's talk about the menstrual cycle. Is yours, Tamara, regular?
-Yes. It lasts an average of 28 days and starts at the beginning of the month.
-And yours, Irene? The same way. Our cycle is balanced.
-Perfect. You are halfway through. What day does your Tamara cycle start?
-Day 8.
-As I explained the other time, we will need to monitor the best time of ovulation. And you, Irene, need to prepare the endometrium. Therefore, you will have to return here on the 11th, to start the procedure.
-Right.
-I saw that they have their routine exams up to date, so I won't have to request it. Do you have any more questions?
-Not. - Said Irene - Do you have, love?
-Not. We came back on the 11th then.
-Great. Until then.
-Up until. Thank you very much again, doctor.
-You're welcome.
They left the office and went to get Alex.
-Come back, mom. - said Irene.
-Hi daughter. We were playing in your room.
They went to the living room to find them.
-Moms! - Alex ran to hug them.
-Hi my love! - said Irene.
-Hi son! Were you playing with grandma? - Asked Tamara.
-Yes! Doll!
-Are they my dolls, mom? - Asked Irene.
-Yes, daughter. I went looking for something else; Alex saw the dolls in the closet and asked to play.
-No problem, mom. On the contrary. I'm just finding it strange that you kept it.
-I intended to give it to my granddaughter. But, I think they will be for him. He's my only grandson; I won't have any other choice.
Tamara and Irene looked at each other and smiled.
-Come, mom. Play with me. - Alex took Tamara to the bedroom.
-Mom, who told you that Alex will be the only one?
-Nobody. But, you already have it. So, I imagine you won't want more.
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Fly con vos (English)
FanfictionThis fic started to be written on a flight, so it literally appeared in the clouds. This is a great reminder to never lose hope. As Tamara herself says: If something bad happens, turn it into something good. So, let's dream!