IVY’S POV
I laid across the bed in the hospital, my heart beating fast in anticipation. Dr. Thompson stood over me, placing the small device on my stomach and moving it across. Today, I was going to know the gender of the baby. I was already four months gone, it was time I knew the gender of my baby, right? And I could not wait. This pregnancy was becoming realer every passing minute.
Dr Thompson smiled down at me. “Relax,” she said. “There is no need to be scared. The baby is fine, and healthy.”
I nod multiple times, trying to calm my nerves, but that was almost impossible to do. I forced out a smile, hoping it didn’t end up looking like a grimace instead. “Yeah, of course. Thanks, Dr. Thompson.” The soft sound of the baby’s heartbeat filled the room and I froze a bit, unable to tear m
