Topsy Turvy Kinda Love
into every part of my body, and I shudder.I feel a hand on my leg and look at her. “Hey, take a deep breath. I know it’s a big moment, Mia, but I need you to be calm for me. Okay?” I breathe in slowly and then release it out. She smiles. “Good, Mia. That’s really good.” We all look back up at the monitor.
She points to a small blob in the middle of the screen. “This little blob is your baby in there.”
I squint, leaning in closer. “Really? It’s so small…”
Dr. Morgan rolls the machine closer, so we can get a better look. “Yep, that’s your little one in there growing away.”
I look up at Brooks. “That’s our baby.”
A tear slips down his cheek, and he wipes under his eyes. “Yeah, beautiful, it is.” Seeing Brooks crying has me losing it. I feel so overwhelmed. My eyes start leaking, and there is no stopping this rainstorm.
Brooks looks over and winks. “It’s okay to cry, Mia. I won’t tell anyone.”
I huff, “I’m not crying, you’re crying.”
It’s a damn good thing I didn’t wear makeup today because it would’ve definitely run down my face in black waterfalls by now. All these emotions are hounding me.
Happy tears because I’m so thankful for the bundle of joy I’m carrying. Scared out of my mind tears because I don’t know if I can do this. It’s when fear creeps in and tries to strangle the last breath—a hand gripping your heart. Brooks squeezes my hand, reminding me that he’s still here with me.
Something that sounds close to wild horses running across the plains sounds in the room and I pause, listening. “Is that?” I whisper.
“That’s your baby’s heartbeat,” my doctor confirms. “We’ve got a perfectly healthy little embryo in there, you two. Everything looks just as it should. Would you two like a picture of the baby to take with you?”
“Of course we do,” I hear Brooks say, but it doesn’t really register. I’m so incredibly happy right now.
“Everything looks just as it should,” I repeat her words. The timeline is accurate. It matches the time Brooks and I started going at it like bunnies. She gave us the date she believes the conception happened, and I remember that night well. It was the night that I let Brooks kiss me for the first time. It really was a night of firsts for us—first kiss with Brooks. First time getting knocked up.
The doctor prints us off a couple of copies, and I can’t take my eyes off Brooks. He’s a ball of tears like I am. The emotions are breaking me down and exposing me bare. He finds me staring and winks at me, dimples blazing.
He leans over and whispers, “See what your kiss did to me. It just urged my manly swimmers to fight for your girls in there a little harder. You are magical. I can’t believe you don’t see it yet.”
I play smack his shoulder. “Brooks, hush.”
“I love you, Mama Mia.”
“Love you too, Papa Brooksy.”
Dr. Morgan is smiling when I look up, and I know she was listening in on our private convo. “Okay, you two. Congrats, we’re having a baby!” She reaches into her pocket, pulling out a script pad, scribbles something, and then passes it to me. “This is the name of some over the counter prenatal vitamins. You should be able to pick it up at any pharmacy. The nurse will come in and give you some of our literature for first-time parents and websites you can browse. If anything comes up at all, you can call us. There is an emergency line in case you need to reach me. Stop at the front desk on your way out and schedule your next appointment. I’ll be seeing you every month until your third trimester now. Lucky you.”
I look over at Brooks as he beams down at the picture of our little blip. “It’s really happening, we’re having a baby.”
“Yeah, we are Mia, and you’re going to do great.”
“But how do you know?”
“Because you’re fierce. You aren’t going to let anything happen to our little nugget.”
The doctor clears her throat, a small smile crossing her face. “Any other questions I can answer before I go?” Heat streaks across my face, flushing me with embarrassment. I thought she’d already left the room.
Brooks looks at me shyly. I quirk an eyebrow. He turns to Dr. Morgan. “It’s okay if we… you know, right? It won’t like… hurt the baby or anything?”
She laughs, and the tension of his question melts away. “Yes, you can be intimate with her. It won’t hurt the baby a bit.”
He looks down. “Okay, and it can’t see my like…” He runs his hands over his lower body and I stifle a giggle.
“No, it can’t see anything, dad. You’re good.”
“And… I’m not gonna like whack him or her in the head or anything if we get a little frisky with things?”
“Oh, good Lord, Brooks. Your dick doesn’t go into my uterus. The baby will be just fine when you love me hard.” A blush creeps across his face, and he laughs to cover the embarrassment.
Dr. Morgan chuckles and looks at me. “Any other questions, just send me an email or call. Here’s my card.”
“Thank you, doctor.”
She leaves the room, and I turn to Brooks. “Really, Brooks?”
“What, I kind of have a big dick, according to you… I wanted to make sure it was okay…”
“You’re a goof.”
“You love me.”
“I do. So much.”
His voice gets all low. “Do you have any idea how much that hospital gown is turning me on?”
I wink and spin around, shaking my bare ass. “Oh yeah? Sexy with my ass hanging out?”
He nods. “Mmmhmm… I think it would look better on the floor if I do say so myself.”
“I like it when you go all dark and naughty on me, Brooks. It’s so hot.”
“You know what’s hot? You standing there all knocked up with my baby inside you. It makes me want to do very,