I sat in the waiting room and tried to calm my nerves down. My stomach felt as if I’d eaten something that was not agreeing with me. The moment the door opened from the back and a nurse called for me, I jumped up and quickly followed her.
“Your wife is in here. Dr. Johnson will be joining y’all in just a few minutes.”
Smiling, I nodded and said, “Thank you so much.”
Grace was sitting on the table biting on her thumbnail. Walking up to her, I pulled her thumb out of her mouth and brushed my lips across hers. “Stop that. Why are you nervous?”
Exhaling a deep breath, Grace closed her eyes and said, “We’re going to see our baby for the first time, Noah. I’m so scared. What if I’m not a good mom? What if they were wrong about the Fragile X testing?”
Standing in front of Grace, I pulled her into my arms and kissed the top of her head. “Baby, settle down. Take a deep breath and blow it out. First off, you’re going to be an amazing mother. They didn’t mess up on the testing so stop worrying.”
Placing my finger on her chin, I gave her a wink. “Everything’s going to be fine.”
Grace smiled and dropped her head against my chest. “Okay. You’re right. Deep breaths.”
There was a light knock on the door before it opened and a doctor I was guessing was Dr. Johnson came walking in with a smile on his face. Holding my hand out, I said, “Good morning, I’m Grace’s husband, Noah Bennet.”
Dr. Johnson smiled and said, “Pleasure to meet you.” Turning to Grace, the doctor smiled bigger. “Grace, it’s hard to believe you’re sitting in my office. Feels like just yesterday you were born.”
Blushing, Grace peeked over to me and smiled.
Dr. Johnson opened up Grace’s file and read over it quickly. “Okay. Well it looks like your tests have all come back positive. Let’s take a look at our little peanut shall we?”
My heart felt as if it dropped to the floor as Grace reached out for my hand.
“Move on back and lay down, Grace. We’re going to do a vaginal sonogram since the baby will be smaller. By the date of your last period, I’d be willing to guess you’re about nine weeks or so along.”
“O-okay,” Grace whispered as she did as Doctor Johnson asked.