Raegan
I was sitting on the exam table of my OB’s office, nervous. I was playing with the hem of my shirt, swinging my legs back and forth. Dylan was on his phone in a group chat with the dads in our lives plus Tristian talking about this weekend and redoing the basement. While the boys are doing that, I plan on going shopping for some baby stuff and new clothes so I can have them when I blow up like a damn whale.
“Stop shaking and twitching love. Why are you so nervous?” He asked as he was putting away his phone. He stood up and grabbed my hand and rubbed it, trying to calm me down. “You have nothing to be afraid of. This is just a standard check up and hopefully, if all goes well, we can go from every two weeks to once a month and then I can take you on a small vacation.” He kissed my
