Week 19 (+1)
The Babylon 5 episode titles will now end. It is only fitting.
I can honestly say; hey, that went quite well. Smooth even.
We went down to the hospital, and I think we were both a bit tense. I have never been with someone I can sense the way I do with her either. It got better once we came down there. We got inside at the exact moment our appointment was. The first thing the midwife said when she put the ultrasound device on her was; “well, lots of activity here”.
Well, a big sigh of a relief then. The baby had certainly survived that fall up in the hills.
So, alright. It’s kicking and moving and everything’s fine.
“You want to know the sex”? she asked us.
“Sure” I said.
“It’s a girl,” the midwife replied.
I had such a distinctive feeling it was a boy.
But yep, it’s a girl, and due date is 20 September.
Going back home we had no heated discussions or emotional outburst of any sort. We ordered sushi, but almost forgot to pick it up.
We spoke of children’s name on our way back. It was just fine. Finally something that turned out to be a good day. It had to turn around eventually, and perhaps it just did.
I waited until after football practice to tell my parents. Like 22:00 hours. I had told her to stay awake because I had a photo I needed her input on. I told her I didn’t know what it was.
So I showed my mother a blurry ultrasound photo. It took her about two or three minutes until she understood what it was. It my was dad who first said it was an ultrasound photo. I don’t think she dared to even ask if it was. She was over the moon. Just like I expected her to react. It was just lovely. It felt like the fulfillment or conclusion of that difficult talk I had to do with her in the spring of 2016 when I told her I had split from my ex wife – and I told her all about the IVF at the same time. This was finishing that talk with a good outcome. An almost Three year struggle. It felt like a demonic entity lifting off my shoulders. Like some grey mist that just left me. It was peculiar and bizarre. At one point I felt like I was floating. Imagine that.
And now the real job will commence soon enough.