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One hundred and one
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2021-12-16 18:03:02El’s stomach is covered in a clear gel. I wink when her head rolls to my side. The doctor runs a hand held object over her belly while paying attention to the screen. At first, there’s nothing on the screen, then I see it. A white blob on the black screen.
His finger halts on the screen, directly above the blob. “Can you hear it?” he asks.
I dart a glance at El. “No?”
He moves that object on her stomach again and my hand tightens around hers. “If you listen closely, you can hear the heartbeats.” I nod at the screen, paying rapt attention to what he is trying to tell us. Then I hear it—the gentle sound of a thumping heart. El does too. I palm her hands between mine. Our baby. “Nails start to form at this point, see?”
The image on the screen is a bit blurry like we are watching a movie on a black and white TV. I don’t see nails or hair or anything he talks about. I just see my boy or the tiny human that’s my boy. He looks big.
maramarthaHey. I’m almost done with the end of this story (wrapping up all loose ends). If there are scenes you would love to see, do let me know so I can make them into bonus chapters. Thank you for reading. And don’t forget to follow me on my social medias. Username is: maramarthaa.
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