BASHing Trinity novel Chapter 39

TRINITY

The sonographer presses the transducer on my exposed tummy. Bash squeezes my hand stronger unbeknownst while his eyes pinned to the monitor.

"What does it say? Is everything okay? She's pregnant, right? Is it a twin? When will we gonna find out the gender of our baby or babies?" He has been babbling since we came to our appointment.

The sonographer stops and looks at smiling Bash. "Mr. Hughes, I know you're excited to find out just like any other soon to be a dad. Just relax, and Dr. Lee will answer all your questions."

Bash releases a deep sigh.

"And you've been squeezing my hand, Bash. Relax, I should be the one feeling nervous because I'm the one here having a baby inside my tummy."

"I'm not nervous. I'm just excited. I agreed with you to get a check-up here and not in Paris or Greece or Italy." Bash scratches his head. He only stops when Dr. Lee walks inside the ultrasound room.

We drive back to the office. The doctor said that I'm okay to work as contradicts to what Bash wanted. I'm only seven weeks pregnant and stay at home all the time will bore the hell out of me.

"Bash, you can't lock me up at home. I have to work," I speak.

He's been rubbing his chin since we arrived, and by the looks of it, he's planning something in his head. He doesn't like the doctor's advice.

"I just don't want you stressing-out, Trinity." He steals a glance at me.

"I'm not gonna let the stress eat me alive, and besides, I started yoga classes."

"I don't like that yoga thing."

"Seriously, you're being overprotective. It's nonsense, Bash. I'm gonna be okay, and we're gonna be okay," I say, rubbing my still flat abdomen and rise from my seat. "I should go back to work. See you later, boss." I walk closer to him, leaning over to kiss him on his cheek.

He turns, cups my face, and kisses my lips. "Thank you for giving me a baby, Trinity."

"We did this together, and you've said that one-hundred and eight times already." I kiss him back.

"I will say it every day." He kisses me again.

"Thanks for being a supportive husband."

"My pleasure."

"I should really go. I love you."

"I love you."

***

"So, the doctor said there are no precautions?" Aunt Abby asks.

She knows that I have retroverted uterus, and there is a myth that, in some cases like me, I would have difficulty in getting pregnant.

According to studies that five percent of women who gave birth had suffered from severe blood loss or bleeding.

"No, Aunt Abby. Everything is fine. I'm healthy and the baby too." I smile at her.

"Don't you feel something, K?"

I shake my head.

"I was like you when I gave birth to Bash. My uterus was damaged, and they had to remove it, not that I'm scaring you, but just be careful. I'm glad to hear that you're okay," she says.

"I don't feel anything weird so far, unlike last week, I felt lightheaded, but since I started the prenatal vitamins, I feel good as new."

"Wow, good for you. You'll just feel horny because of those hormones." She laughs.

I look at Bash at my left side, and he groans with color blossoms on his cheeks.

"What? It's normal to talk about sex, and besides, both of you are married."

His mom banters.

Giggling, I look at her again. "Really, pregnancy makes me horny?" I laugh.

"Curious much, Tri?" Bash asks, "I'll see if that's true."

His mom laughs with me. "Well, we should throw a party."

"Mom, maybe later when her pregnancy grows."

"It's okay, Bash. At least we can relax later. We can go shopping and choose baby clothes, mittens, beanies, cribs and we have to prepare a room for her. I want to see my parents too."

"Her?" He arches his brow.

"I can feel it."

"I bet it's a boy."

"Oh?" I feel disappointed.

"Yeah. Regarding the shopping, Trinity. I told you, we will ask someone to shop and redecorate the room for our baby. Don't stress too much. About your parents, they can always come anytime," Bash says.

My face falls.