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office. They can fit me in to see Dr. Alexander at 9:45. I agree to the appointment and feel even better since I only have to wait less than two hours. Stripping off my clothes realizing my boobs are extremely sore. One look in the mirror I notice they are huge . Holy Shit! I walk hunched over to the shower, I just let the warmth of the water run all over me. I do deep breathing, because I refuse to have another sudden blow happen to me. I rub my swollen belly and talk to my baby. We are going to be Ok, you and me. Just hang on in there. I don’t bother with make up or my hair. I throw on some yoga pants and one of Grant’s football shirts. I leave my hair combed and wet. I’ll roll the windows down and let my hair dry that way. Once I am dressed and ready, I grab my car keys and hop into my sporty Camaro.
    Thirty minutes later I am in the office. Ella comes around the counter to give me a big hug. “Happy Birthday, Beth!”
    Squeezing her shoulders into me, I mutter, “Thanks Ella!”
    She drags me to the back and tells me to hop on the scale. I’m afraid that she is going to get mad, because I feel I might have lost weight. I haven’t really been eating. I can’t stomach to eat or even smell the food. Smoothies have become my food of choice.
    “Beth you’ve gained four pounds.” She is so shitting me, on my birthday of all days. I turn around to look, and see my weight tinkered up four more pounds.
    “How is that possible? If I continue at this rate of not eating and gaining four pounds I will pop out a butterball turkey.”
    “Let’s wait and see what Dr. Alexander says.” With that remark I pick up my purse and head to the room. I get undressed below the waist and sit on the table with a thin sheet over me.
    The knock on the door jolts me out of my daydream of me looking like the Michelin Man by summer. A very tall, gorgeous man walks in with a manila folder in his hands. He is wearing a white jacket, with Dr. Alexander embroidered on it, but he is not the Dr. Alexander I saw before I got pregnant. I pull the sheet up a little farther, because I know I am blushing, hell I didn’t even trim down there and this God of a man is going to look down there. Holy shit, please let the floor open up and swallow me whole. I look to Ella who just winks at me. I am so going to murder her. Oh my God, he looks at me and he has blue-green eyes, they are almost a turquoise color. “Good Morning, Mrs. Thomas and Happy Birthday by the way. What brings in you today?”
    “Well, thank you. I am getting concerned because lately I have been having consistent pain, almost like cramping, I am always nauseous and I feel swollen for only being around seven weeks pregnant. By the way, you aren’t the Dr. Alexander I saw a couple years ago. So who are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
    “I am Dr. Alexander; you must have seen my father Dr. Jeff Alexander. I am Dr. Jacob Alexander. My father only does GYN visits. I see you conceived by IVF, with Dr. Wilson. Implantation date is around seven weeks. Let’s get an ultrasound done and see what is going on for your symptoms. As Ella gets the machine, I will be right back.”
    He walks out of the room as I grab Ella’s wrist. “Mariella Adrianna Luciano Hudson, why in the hell did you not tell me about that Dr. Alexander?” I’m so embarrassed, that man is beautiful. He is so tall he must be around 6’2 and his shoulders are so broad, and those gorgeous eyes. “How in the hell, am I going to tolerate those eyes looking at me down there !”
    Ella laughs; the bitch has the nerve to laugh at me. “Beth calm down, do you know how many woman blush, every time he walks in. You aren’t the only one. Plus, he’s gay, so don’t worry about it. Pretend you are at the dentist; just open your legs and say ‘ ahhhh ’.” I flip her off as she struts her ass out of the room. I jump off the table wrap the sheet around me and dig in my purse for my lotion. I rub it all over my legs,