(Jayden)
Winona is staring at me like a deer in the headlights.
“Do we want to know the gender? Do you?” I ask her gently.
“I… I’m not sure. It makes this baby even more real than the heartbeat. If anything happens…”
I take her hand now wanting to help her emotional turmoil. I can’t imagine how hard growing a baby inside you is if you then lose that baby. But I don’t want her to regret anything if that does happen.
“The baby is real.”
“I know that.”
“This is your choice. I’ll support you. Under the circumstances, maybe knowing, naming and connecting with the baby is something you’d be thankful for, if the worst happens.”
She stares at me and I can see the wheels turning in her head. “So, celebrate the baby now and focus on the positive…?”
“If we lose the baby are you going to feel better or worse if you never made that connection? Maybe you don’t even have to decide right now.”
“Oh, the ultrasound isn’t needed for the gender. That is already stated in the prenatal blood testing when you gave a sample for DNA,” the doctor says.
“Gender was not listed on the report I read,” Winona states.
“It would have needed to be ticked off on the original request, so whoever did that has left it blank. It won’t go on the results report but we do have that information,” Dr. Klein explains.
“Okay.” Winona does some deep breathing and she closes her eyes for a minute.
Then she opens her eyes and I see a determination shining in them. “Let’s find out. Let’s name our baby and let them know how much we are looking forward to sharing our life with them. How welcome they will be.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m positive. If anything happens and I miss this chance to already be the best mother I can be, I think that will play on my mind. The baby is real, and I am its mother. You are the father. That process doesn’t just begin after the birth takes place.”
“I’m very happy with that decision.” I squeeze her hand and let it go.
“Okay, Doctor. Tell us our baby’s gender,” Winona announces.
“Right, you are having a boy. Congratulations.”
“A boy, wow! I mean, it doesn’t matter but a boy is great.” I say and Winona is smiling at me.
“I know right. A baby boy. That is amazing. Being healthy is the main thing, but being a boy is also awesome.” Her smile is amazing.
“Okay, all done. Another scan for you as soon as you get to the States. I’ll forward this report and anything else we have to your doctor.”
“Thank you, Dr. Klein.”
The nurse wipes over Winona’s belly to remove the gel and they clean and reset the machine
“Thank you,” I manage to say. “For your complete confidentiality and for your assistance today.
“This room is out of service for the rest of the morning. Take all the time you need.” Dr. Klein says with a smile.
He and the nurse leave the room, giving us privacy. I steps closer, standing beside Winona as she sits up and straighten her clothing. Her eyes meet mine, and for a moment, neither of us speaks.
“That was...” I start, then trails off.
“Incredible,” she finishes, her voice barely audible. But the excitement is clear.
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