See, Mrs. Kirkland? Thats your baby right there, the doctor says, running his finger around the little shape in the middle of the screen as he holds the scanner on your belly. You cant help the tears pouring down your cheeks in absolute delight at the thought.
You and Arthur had been trying for about two years to get pregnant, but it just wasnt happening, and yet here you are, looking at the screen and actually seeing the tiny baby growing inside of you.
But weve been trying for so long and nothing happened, you say, staring at the screen as though if you looked away for a second it would disappear.
Things like this happen, Mrs. Kirkland. Ive had cases where couple has been told that they can never have children, and yet theyre back here a few months later looking at their baby on that screen.
And everything looks ok, yeah? I mean, its normal and stuff, right? you ask.
Everything looks fine. Congratulations. Let me get a picture for you. Here, you can wipe the gel off with this and Ill be back in a moment. He smiles and leaves the room as you wipe at the gel with the paper towels he handed you.
How will you tell Arthur? Well, you guess youll just come out and say it. It isnt something you want to keep a secret from him, so the sooner the better.
After getting a picture of your scan you thank the doctor and drive home. The happy tears start again as soon as you sit down on the couch in your lounge and look at the picture again. Then, you hear a car door bang shut, announcing the arrival of your husband. You put the picture in your pocket and wipe your eyes gently with the back of your hand.
Im home, love, Arthur calls, closing the door behind him, Bloody hell, Alfred is driving me absolutely crazy. Hes such an idiot, Ive never known anything li- he pauses when he notices your red eyes and tear stained cheeks, ________? Are you alright?
He instantly marches over to you. You stand up and wrap your arms around him, letting more tears dampen his shirt.
________, whats happened? Whats wrong? he asks, pulling you away to look deep into your eyes.
You smile happily, Nothing is wrong. Oh, Arthur, everythings right. You press yourself into him for another hug, mumbling, Everything is absolutely, positively right.
then why are you crying? he asks, confused.
You giggle, Im pregnant.
His mouth drops, but then it curves into a smile, Oh my god, are you serious?!
Yeah. I took, like, four pregnancy tests just to be sure, but I didnt tell you because I didnt want to get your hopes up or anything. I just got back from the doctor, look, you tell him, reaching into your pocket and pulling out the picture. You trace the shape of your baby with your finger, There it is, Arthur. Theres our baby.
He stares at the picture for a few more moments before turning to you, his eyes wet with tears, But I thought
after such a long time trying
The doctor said everythings fine. He said these things happen sometimes.
Oh my god, thats incredible. Oh, ________, I love you so much, he says, pulling you in for another hug as he kisses you passionately. He pulls away and leans his forehead against yours, Suppose we better start getting things together.
Frame for the picture, first, you say.
Absolutely. I just cant believe this is actually happening.
I love you, Arthur. It seems miracles do happen.