19 July 2012
"Good morning sweetheart" Fortis chirped as he entered the room, "I want to go home" I moan in reply, "We all do" he says trying his best to keep his temper, "Date?" I ask him, "4th August" he answers "Big day", "What? Since when was this a big day?" I ask, "Well since 6am" he replies, "What's going on?" I sigh, "Its the day of the scan" he says placing a breakfast tray beside me. "Eat up" he chirped and left the room.
I looked at the tray of food, tea, cooked breakfast with bacon, beans, fried egg and cooked tomato. I carefully tried everything on the bone china plate until I could eat no more and then got changed. I opened the wardrobe doors in search of something to wear other than dresses. I had no luck whatsoever so I ended up wearing a red knee length dress that had white polka dots on and white heels since I couldn't find anything else. I loathe dresses and high heels.
As I wobbled out the door Fortis decided to make a comment on my choice clothing, "Looking great, but why the dress and heels on a day like today?" he asks, "Look at my wardrobe" I reply knowingly I was just implying I had no choice but since being autistic, he didn't get it and went to check out my wardrobe. "Fortis sweetie. I didn't mean it like that, you really didn't have to look in my wardrobe. I was just implying it" I sigh glancing through the open door at Fortis flicking through the clothes and measuring the heels. "Wow. There is a lot of dresses in here. Cool, fire" I says to the wardrobe, "Fire?" I ask, "Yeah" he says, "What? Put it out before the whole building sets a light" I snap, "But?" he asks and I grab the glass of water off my bedside table and march over to the wardrobe. But then I fell on my back cursing the shoes, pull them off and chuck them at the wall, the left one shattering a mirror. "Look" Fortis says pulling out a dress with flames coming off it "Synthetic flame" he adds for reassurance. "Help, please?" I ask and he pulls me to my feet.
I walked to the hospital part of the Nigrum Frigus in total silence most of the time wondering how I look and how stupid I look being pregnant wearing a knee length dress and no shoes. "Fortis you should have a say in what the child would be called" I say, "But-" he mutters, "Think" I snap, "Umm. Girl? Stella or Lily. Boy? Jamie or Michael" he replies, "Beautiful. No Spock?" I say, "No Spock" he repeats and I kiss him on the forehead. "Official names?" I ask, "I think Reuben and Yasmin" Fortis whispers, "Me too but are you sure?" I ask, "Yeah" he replies, "Ok" I smile. "You're worried about something" Fortis says, "No I'm not" I say forcing a smile, "You are" he says seriously, "Well. I have a hunch that The Caeruleus want something to do with the baby", "Nonsense" he hesitates but I can hear the echo of fear in his voice making me feel uncomfortable. "You sound scared. Are you ok?" I question but all I get is a trembling look that was designed as a 'I'm ok' facial expression that really failed making me feel worse.
We were now stood outside the room. We didn't dare turn the door knob. I gave Fortis a long stare and hugged him, sort of sideways since the bump was the size a football. "Ready?" he asks, "Yes" I reply and he turns the handle.
"Good morning" a voice shrilled "I'm Doctor Woodsmoke, you must be Parva Clearbank and Fortis Hazelmere", "Yes we are" Fortis beams, "Ok Parva lie down" she says and I do, obviously.
I winced as the gel landed on my stomach this caused Fortis to squeeze my hand excitedly. Doctor Woodsmoke lightly pressed a contraption on the bump, "Don't worry thats a medical sonographic instrument and the little contraption is called a probe" Fortis whispers in my ear and I give him a weird look. Now I think Fortis will love to be a doctor. "I'll be a boy if it's not already dead" I whisper, "I can't guess, it's nearly fifty fifty" Fortis replies and I roll my eyes, "Do you want to know for sure?" Doctor Woodsmoke asks, "Well that's what we're here for" I reply trying to smile. Doctor Woodsmoke slowly moved the probe until there was an image of the child upon the screen of the medical sonographic instrument. "You're baby is still alive" she replies and I sigh a sigh of relief but even though things might be better if it's dead but that just makes me feel heartless and cold. "Oh are you ready to know the sex of your baby?" she asks making me just plain angry and frustrated, "Do you have any names?" she asks and I think my head may explode, "Reuben or Yasmin" Fortis replies, "Well you'll be happy to finally know that your child is…" she says but breaks off to double check the screen, "A beautiful baby girl" she smiles. "Well. In a few months we'll have beautiful baby Yasmin" Fortis beams kissing me on the forehead.
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