JESSE
I paced around the room, looking at the informative diagram posters on the wall without really taking them in. The doctor was running late. The only reason I wasn’t kicking up a stink about it was because Vivian said she was comfortable and rather liked this OBGYN. I’d taken her to meet several doctors in the last couple of months, determined to find her the best care available for her and the babies and this was the one she’d landed on.
“Would you please sit, babe?” she asked me sweetly. “You’re making me a little anxious.”
“But you said you weren’t feeling well this morning. I want the doctor to check you out as soon as possible.”
“Jesse, relax. I was probably just bloated.” Vivian rubbed her stomach, which was now large and swelling. The babies were getting big. I had no idea
