She shone a light into me and paused. “Hmm, that’s weird.”
“What’s going on?” I asked in a breath.
She stuck two fingers up into me and wiggled them around, touching my cervix. I jerked back and cringed, trying to hold myself steady.
“One sec, sweetie.” She continued to wiggle her fingers around, and then she pulled them out completely and frowned. “I believe your IUD fell out, which is when you must’ve gotten pregnant.”
“Fell out?” I asked, brows furrowed together in confusion.
“It rarely happens, but it can during intercourse or when you’re using the toilet.” She took off her gloves, washed her hands, and opened the door. “Let me run some tests before you leave, to make sure your baby is okay.”
She led me to another room, put some gel on my stomach, and started an ultrasound, smiling away as a picture came up on the screen. I couldn’t tell what she was looking at, but I found myself smiling with her too.
“Your baby seems healthy, Mia. Congrats.”
My chest tightened up, and I had the urge to cry my eyes out. I was so overcome with happiness that I could barely hold it in. I pulled on my clothes and walked back into the waiting room to find Melissa and Michael.
“I’m keeping it,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck. “We’re going to have a baby.”
