: The Dinner
"Congratulations on eight months," Dr. Vixenalle smiled. "Just one more month and you'll meet your twins. They have an almost perfect shot at both survival, normal and healthy life," she continued.
"I'm very happy, but I'm also scared. What happens if I'm not a good Mama?" I held my hand together.
"Don't say such thing, at first it'd odd, you're going to be responsible for another human being that you gave life to. It's going to be hard at first but It completely worth it," she told me, as she glided the transducer and move it on my abdomen that was covered with gel.
"How does the baby look?" I asked softly looking at the monitor as the two babies folds.
She smiles at me. "In three weeks, I want you to come by again to access your health of you and your babies by che
