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Post by Esme Russel on Mar 11, 2013 19:24:51 GMT -5
Esme regret a couple things from her first pregnancy and one of them was the fact that she didn't have a really awesome 4D ultrasound of her to frame and showcase somewhere in the house. She'd seen several people do this really creative things using it for the first birthday invitations as well to show from fetus to newborn to how they look now and that would've been fun but she just didn't have any good enough to sue. Her doctor was a wonderful man and she definitely didn't want to change especially since he was her doctor with Cassidy as well so he already knew her and he was so kind to Cassidy when they brought her in but the office didn't offer 4D ultrasounds at all or even anatomy ones until at least sixteen weeks. Sure it was only a week away and this one could be wrong but she just really wanted to be told by at least one doctor that it was a girl. She was really just basing her current guess that she was having another girl on purely mother's intuition. Was that really accurate? She wasn't entirely sure but she wasn't willing to accept that the daughter that she had grown to love inside of her uterus could really be a son. It wasn't that she didn't want a son because she actually had but she couldn't wrap her head around this baby having a penis. "I hope that this lady is nice and doesn't mind that we brought Cici." She whispered as she sat down in the little waiting room with Jonathan. Was she even allowed to bring her oldest? Cassidy was only eight months old and she'd been clingy as hell all day long. What else would they do with her? It wouldn't be right to take her to someone to watch them because she would be a hysterical mess the entire time that they were gone which was strange because she use to love being around other people. "Cici, do you wanna see your baby sister? Yeah! I do, too." She was already calling the unborn baby a girl to other people. Hell, she called her Ariel to Mark the other day! She could easily be wrong and the baby could end up being a Jeremiah and not an Ariel but she believed that the chances of that happening were slim to none. She was about to make a comment about how she hoped that they wouldn't have to wait long when a nurse came out to tell her that they were ready to see her and led the little family to an exam room. It was definitely different that what she had been expecting! It didn't look like a typical doctor's office like she had been expecting at all! "Take a seat, Mrs. Russel... I'm Sara Marshall and I will be preforming the sonogram today." She seemed friendly enough, really well aside from the fact that she was young, hot and making flirty eyes at Jonathan. "Do you two want to know the gender as well or are you just here to get some pictures of your little one?" She asked as she lifted Esme's shirt and spread the blue gel onto her stomach. It was always a surprise how much pressure that the wand put on her! It was then that they could hear the heart-beating which was always special. Esme looked up to Jonathan with a small smile, "What do you think, babe? Do you wanna know what we're having or... do you wanna wait?" She wanted to know but it was probably important to get his input. |
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Post by Jonathan Russel on Mar 11, 2013 20:38:25 GMT -5
Jon was honestly itching for their next baby to come out already, not because he was impatient and didn't want Esme to be pregnant anymore -- because pregnancy sex was awesome, he just wanted to experience that same joy he had had when Cidi was first born. It was tiring and there was so muh work and time out into taking care of the small baby but Jon loved every second of it, it made him feel like somebody out there relied on him, like he had some sort of huge responsibility like Sam did in Transformers! Except.... not.
This whole sonogram thing supposedly helped figure the gender out early despite not being one hundred percent accurate, but it still gave them something to look forward to, having at least an idea of what was to come. Jon was feeling a little weird with the new, very friendly, doctor that they'd gotten. It was a female and though Jon would have probably preferred a female in the first place, knowing they'd be looking at his wife's vagina and all, but this one was giving him the google eyes that Amelia used to when she thought they were dating. Wasn't this woman a little young to be a doctor? Sure, he and Es weren't exactly the age of normal parents, but still.
He looked to Esme and squeezed her hand, "I would love to know, yeah," he smiled at her and leaned down to give his wife a kiss, "whatever you want, babe, though I'm sure you're expecting a girl either way." Jon chuckled; they already had so much girl stuff anyway, so it'd certainly be a waste to find out it was a boy, even if something in Jon's heart was silently begging for one.
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Post by Esme Russel on Mar 12, 2013 4:03:44 GMT -5
Esme wasn't surprised that Jonathan wanted to find out the gender of the baby. It was part of why they had came down here in the first place! She glanced from Jonathan to Sara a tad awkwardly; why was she staring at Jon and not doing the sonogram? She knew that her dedicated husband was not going to make a pass at this woman especially when the pregnancy sex was so amazing! It had to be hard for him to well... get hard when her body was changing so much and she had gained obvious weight yet he always acted like she was beautiful and he made her feel like she was absolutely perfect. Sara cleared her throat and winked at Jonathan before resuming what she was suppose to be doing meaning her job that she was getting paid for... which was not flirting with married men.
"So are you two married?" She asked with a soft giggle like she was a teenage girl around her crush. "Yes, we are married." Esme interjected before Jonathan even had the chance to respond. She knew that she wasn't really a threat to her relationship but the whole Amelia thing did have her a tad concerned. He had slept with someone else the day after they broke up.. Literally. He had gotten with some random slut the first chance that he got and what if they broke up this time? She had barely gotten through the weeks of pregnancy and the first weeks of Cici's life because she had felt completely alone. She knew that she could do it if she needed to again but she really didn't want to.
She wanted Jonathan to be there for all of the late nights not because she wanted him to suffer but because it would have been something they could bond over. He didn't get Cici for overnight visits until she was a month old so Esme could establish her breast milk supply and pump enough for him to give her bottles so he didn't get to be there all the time and then even after, it wasn't quite fifty-fifty custody because she didn't feel comfortable having a baby so small away for so long.
Her slightly rude response seemed to shut Sara up and she was actually focusing on the sonogram. "Okay.... I don't see anything dangling ... I am going to say that it's a girl but don't go crazy or anything because you cannot without a doubt confirm the gender until twenty weeks but I think that the chances are good that it's a little girl.. I'll give you two a minute of privacy." Esme waited until she left to look up at Jon with a sad smile, "I'm sorry that you don't get your little boy... But we can have another after we graduate and have our lives together. I want a little Jon."
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Post by Jonathan Russel on Mar 12, 2013 20:21:41 GMT -5
Jon only chuckled awkwardly once Sara had asked if they were married and Esme seemed to snap at her. What kind of a doctor flirted with obviously married men with their pregnant wives right in front of them? Talk about unprofessional. He smiled down at Esme once they were told they were having a girl, and a small part of him felt a tinge of disappointment -- but he didn't act on it nor did it show on his face. He was fine with it! So what if he had wanted a son? He was still having a child with the woman he loved, and he wouldn't love this baby any less than he would had it been a boy.
"It's alright," he smiled, reassuringly, "I'm going to love our new little girl just as much as I love Cici and just as much as I am going to love our little boy, if and or when we have him," Jon nodded, "I'm just happy to see our little family slowly growing." And he meant that. Jon had thought he was an only child up until his father died and he learned that Michael was his brother. The way the two got along so well made his death all the more tolerable for himself and made him feel a little better... even if, as he grew older, it still affected him. Regardless of that, Jon was much more happier to have a brother. And he knew Cici would be just as happy to have a little sister.
"How about you?" he rubbed his thumb along her hand as he held it, "Are you happy? I know you wanted another little girl. We have another princess to add to the family."
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Post by Esme Russel on Mar 14, 2013 4:04:55 GMT -5
It was a definite relief when Jonathan told her that he would love this baby girl just as much as he would love a little boy. "Yeah, I'm really excited." She smiled to herself as she imagined another little girl wrapped up in a pretty pastel pink blanket.. She was laying in a hospital bed with her husband and their beautiful daughters and everything was finally perfect. She had always wanted this, you know. Her mother up and left her when she was twelve and she was forced to grow up. She had to learn how to cook or dinner simply wouldn't happen. She had to take care of her father when he was hungover and make up excuses to his clients as to why he couldn't come in and repair their plumbing emergencies. She dreamed of having a more typical life for herself where the mother stayed home and had dinner on the table every night for her hard working faithful husband who would still have time to play with the children, or child in their case, before going to make love to his wife.
"Ariel Dallas Russel." She sounded so amazed as she reached a hand out to touch the screen. This little baby was made with true love and she knew that. How many guys wouldn't react to someone as sexually appealing as Sara hitting on them? She knew for a fact that her own father would already be in a back room somewhere having intercourse of some kind with her because he was that kind of a man whereas Jon was... Jon was the kind of guy that she always wanted to be with but didn't think she deserved. She looked from her unborn daughter to her husband and infant and she couldn't explain the overwhelming warmth that filled her body. These people were her family, her safe place... her home. A home isn't necessarily a house, she learned, it's the people living in it that make it a home. She would feel just as happy in a crappy one bedroom apartment in the Bronx as she was in their townhouse in Manhattan as long as she had her family with her.
It was so strange to think that they would be celebrating all of their major things in their house. She and Jonathan were going to own this place; they would bring Ariel and any other children home to it, it would be the place they watched each child take their first real steps, say their first words.. It would the place where everything really began. "Jon, do you think that we'll be able to do it?" She asked with a slightly nervous tone. She didn't want to be a negative person about this but she was realizing in an instant that this little being inside of her was her responsibility. Why was she so scared all of the sudden? She had been through this before! She was going to be a mother for the second time not the first but now she had more to worry about.
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