leave so he just raised his hand in goodbye to Rafe. He left the building and got into his car and grimaced.
He loved the low-slung corvette but every time Marie rode in it she complained. He couldn’t blame her since she drove a twenty-twelve Acura. They both needed something bigger that would fit a car seat and baby supplies. Along with baby shopping they definitely needed to vehicle shop or at least he did. At least his corvette was paid off and a family car was now necessary. As he drove he thought of Marie’s fears. The main one being that she thought he wouldn’t stick around. She didn’t say it much, but he saw the skeptical look she had on her face each time he talked about anything permanent.
And then before he could say too much she would quickly changed the subject. He had no intention of losing interest in her or their child. In fact, the more time he spent with her, the more he loved her. But there was no way he could say those words to her and freak her out. Marie didn’t want grand gestures; she had to be coaxed into it slowly. Needless to say, his plan was to be around for a lifetime. He pulled up to the midwife center and went in. Since he’d been going to her prenatal appointments, he’d become a familiar face around the center. They ushered him back to the examination room where Marie was already set up with Jenny. Brody knocked and then stepped quietly inside.
“Hey, Dad, you’re just in time.” Jenny smiled. She was measuring Marie’s burgeoning belly with a tape. “The little peanut is right on schedule with growth.” He sat down next to the exam table and took Marie’s hand and kissed it gently. “Hear that, baby? You are a wonderful cloning cubicle.”
Marie sighed and looked at Jenny’s confused expression. “He’s convinced that the baby is going to be an exact replica of him. Pay him no attention.”
“Well, then we can take a peek and see for ourselves.” Jenny beamed.
“This time you get pictures in three and four dimension so you’ll be able to see what he or she looks like. If you could get the lights, please.” Brody reached up and flicked the light switch. The room went dim except for the glare from the monitor, and while he sat on one side of the table, Jenny was on the other moving the ultrasound wand over Marie’s belly.
“Here we go,” she said gently. “Here is the head, legs and arms, all ten fingers and toes. No abnormalities of the spine or bones that we can see.” Both Brody and Marie were silent as Jenny did her examination. She stopped the screen occasionally and a small graph would appear where she clicked the mouse. Brody had read in the books that that was how they charted development, so he watched every move she made on the screen with interest even though he didn’t know exactly what she was doing.
“Okay, peanut, let’s see the goods. Show Mommy and Daddy if they should buy pink or blue,” Jenny murmured. Brody held his breath as she continued the exam. “And there it is.” She pointed at the screen. “You’re having a boy.”
Brody laughed because right on the screen he could see the quite obvious male genitalia of his son. My boy Now he knew why dads on television wanted to hand out cigars when they found out they were having a boy. Pride filled his chest to the point he felt as if he might burst.
“You were right. We’re having a boy,” Marie said and he could hear the tears of joy in her voice.
“Our son.” Brody leaned over and kissed her, not caring that Jenny was in the room. He had to kiss the woman of his dreams and the mother of his son.
Armed with pictures in three and four D, they left the midwife center after the exam and walked out into the cool air. The March wind was bitterly cold and Brody worried about her catching a cold, so he bundled her up into her car quickly.
“We need to make plans for our peanut,” Marie said with a smile.
“How about Saturday we go shopping for the nursery?”
“Deal,