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my peace of mine just as much as yours. Do you have any other concerns or things that you may be worried about, but aren't telling your doctor because you think they're silly?" He looked at me with true concern. "Really, Clara, any little thing you can think of. There are a lot of things women don't want to talk about, but they can be signs of other issues. Other things have easy fixes. You don't have to suffer," he said kindly.
I thought for a moment and finally took a deep breath. "I can't hold it when I sneeze. That wasn't a problem with Tyler."
"That isn't uncommon when a woman has multiple children. Are you doing your Kegel exercises?"
"My what?"
"He hasn't told you about them?" He grimaced. "It's a muscle that you should work from day one. It helps with bladder control and also during delivery."
I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but he pulled out a paper with "Kegel Exercises" written across the top. "This should help. You should have enough time to get your muscles in order before the delivery. It's also good to work on them after as well to prevent any other further complication."
I honestly was stunned that he could answer me so smoothly without making me feel stupid or gross. He was so professional about it. The way he pushed me to talk to him made me see what Nurse Amy was saying. He knew how to listen to the mothers and seemed rather sincere about it. "Thank you," I whispered.
He patted my hand. "It's my job." He scooted his chair back and then took my hand, helping me get out of mine. "I know this is going to sound bad, but I was wondering if you'd come back to my place. I wanted you to see where I lived. Maybe get to know me better?"
My eyes narrowed at him.
"I swear, not like that. I was just thinking of making you some lunch and talking to you about different doctors I know in your area."
I was hungry, so I agreed. I was busy reading the Kegel exercise paper while we drove there. I was blushing like mad at the end of it. I peeked over at him, but he didn't seem to care that I was going to work on tightening my pussy muscles. If it didn't state it would help with my problem specifically and gave other references on the paper, I would've thought he was trying to pull a fast one on me.
I was confused, when he pulled up to a house. "What are we doing here?" I hoped he didn't plan on introducing me to anyone else. I really didn't feel up to it. Ever since he had mentioned food, my stomach had been protesting.
"This is my house."
He hopped out of the car, getting my door and helping me out. It wasn't necessarily chivalrous, just a necessity, as he had to use both hands to pry me out. He led me over to the front door, opening it without unlocking it. "Don't you lock your door?"
He looked down the street and then waved to a neighbor. "I don't think Ms. Thelma is gonna hit my place while I'm at work."
His house looked nothing like what I thought a bachelor pad should look like. It looked like a regular house, minus the throw pillows and flowery things. "The kitchen is in here. I was thinking sandwiches. The bread I bought is a good source of folic acid, and I have some baby spinach to use instead of lettuce." He looked over at me to see if I'd protest.
"Sure, just make it quick, Katie's getting unsettled."
He nodded and actually seemed to work faster. He brought the plate over to the kitchen table with a large cup of milk, and then he went to work on his lunch. He sat across from me, giving me a smile, when he saw that I had already finished half my sandwich by the time he joined me.
"Would you like a glass of water?" he asked getting up. He grabbed one, setting it down next to my half-empty cup of milk.
"Thanks," I tried to focus on my sandwich. His house was a lot nicer than my little apartment. It was making me feel like white trash again.
"So, do you rent this?"
"No, I bought it once I knew my residency was approved here. My parents were here, so I figured this was where I would settle
I thought for a moment and finally took a deep breath. "I can't hold it when I sneeze. That wasn't a problem with Tyler."
"That isn't uncommon when a woman has multiple children. Are you doing your Kegel exercises?"
"My what?"
"He hasn't told you about them?" He grimaced. "It's a muscle that you should work from day one. It helps with bladder control and also during delivery."
I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but he pulled out a paper with "Kegel Exercises" written across the top. "This should help. You should have enough time to get your muscles in order before the delivery. It's also good to work on them after as well to prevent any other further complication."
I honestly was stunned that he could answer me so smoothly without making me feel stupid or gross. He was so professional about it. The way he pushed me to talk to him made me see what Nurse Amy was saying. He knew how to listen to the mothers and seemed rather sincere about it. "Thank you," I whispered.
He patted my hand. "It's my job." He scooted his chair back and then took my hand, helping me get out of mine. "I know this is going to sound bad, but I was wondering if you'd come back to my place. I wanted you to see where I lived. Maybe get to know me better?"
My eyes narrowed at him.
"I swear, not like that. I was just thinking of making you some lunch and talking to you about different doctors I know in your area."
I was hungry, so I agreed. I was busy reading the Kegel exercise paper while we drove there. I was blushing like mad at the end of it. I peeked over at him, but he didn't seem to care that I was going to work on tightening my pussy muscles. If it didn't state it would help with my problem specifically and gave other references on the paper, I would've thought he was trying to pull a fast one on me.
I was confused, when he pulled up to a house. "What are we doing here?" I hoped he didn't plan on introducing me to anyone else. I really didn't feel up to it. Ever since he had mentioned food, my stomach had been protesting.
"This is my house."
He hopped out of the car, getting my door and helping me out. It wasn't necessarily chivalrous, just a necessity, as he had to use both hands to pry me out. He led me over to the front door, opening it without unlocking it. "Don't you lock your door?"
He looked down the street and then waved to a neighbor. "I don't think Ms. Thelma is gonna hit my place while I'm at work."
His house looked nothing like what I thought a bachelor pad should look like. It looked like a regular house, minus the throw pillows and flowery things. "The kitchen is in here. I was thinking sandwiches. The bread I bought is a good source of folic acid, and I have some baby spinach to use instead of lettuce." He looked over at me to see if I'd protest.
"Sure, just make it quick, Katie's getting unsettled."
He nodded and actually seemed to work faster. He brought the plate over to the kitchen table with a large cup of milk, and then he went to work on his lunch. He sat across from me, giving me a smile, when he saw that I had already finished half my sandwich by the time he joined me.
"Would you like a glass of water?" he asked getting up. He grabbed one, setting it down next to my half-empty cup of milk.
"Thanks," I tried to focus on my sandwich. His house was a lot nicer than my little apartment. It was making me feel like white trash again.
"So, do you rent this?"
"No, I bought it once I knew my residency was approved here. My parents were here, so I figured this was where I would settle
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