Elliot
“There you go Ms. Parker, here is your little boy,” Dr. Clark says as she wiggles the ultrasound over my bump. My son, which seems like a foreign word to me, is swimming around in there. I’ve not pictured being a mother. Sure I wanted to have kids, but being a Mother unexpectedly is crazy. It’s like you instantly have this responsibility whether you are ready or not.
Apparently, my son doesn’t like the cold jelly on my belly, and he starts his kicks. I can feel the kicks now, which makes everything more real.
But what really makes this appointment better than my last is Devin, he is here holding my hand as he stares at the monitor. His face is pure wonder as he stares at our son performing some acrobatic moves.
Dr. Clark points out his arms, legs, and face. Little peanut was
