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t h o m a s ➽ mccormack ([info]thomases) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-09-19 10:35:00

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Dimitri
Gabrielle clasped her hands together on her lap as she sat with her husband, her feet bouncing up and down as those large chocolate orbs scanned the area. It was an examination room, another sonogram to see how the baby was doing inside. But this wasn’t just a check up! No, this was more. This time, when she got that cold gel put on her stomach, she would not only see a picture of their baby up there on the screen, but she was going to learn it’s gender for the first time. It was very exciting, and Gab really couldn’t sit still. And she couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot either. She had a feeling that her husband had noticed her constant fidgeting, but she was trying to be stealthy about it. It just wasn’t working very well.

“Where is the doctor?”

She leaned forward, her expanded stomach causing her to not go very far as she tried to see down the hallway. When she didn’t see anyone, she sighed lightly and leaned back in her seat looking up at Dimitri with a large smile, her feet still bouncing. “I’m so anxious.” Like she really needed to spell that out for him. “It’s just…this is it! This is when we find out whether we’re going to have a son or a daughter, you know? Or…or do you want to wait? Like, have it be a surprise? Because some people do that, and that’s one way to go with it, but I figured that if we know now we can start thinking of names earlier, right? Like, we can go through boy names or girl names, and decide on what we like, and then we can decorate the nursery, and figure out if we need to paint it blue or pink, and I really don’t normally ramble on like this.” She gave a sheepish grin when she realized that she had been talking non-stop for quite some time.


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