“I would be really happy,” I reply, recovering from the amazement.
“I’ll be away for a week, and I’ve been thinking about it. The travel, the weather, the food—it would just be stressful for them.”
“I agree,” I say.
The evening ends quickly. Unfortunately, we have to go home. How I wish I could stay there with her.
* * *
Tuesday comes, and Jeremy leaves. I’m going to stay with Hailey for a couple of nights so we can work, too. Or at least we’ll try.
She tells me about Ingrid and how her attitude has changed.
I’m glad that woman finally realizes that Hailey is perfect, and her son is an idiot.
We fantasize about our future by imagining our first travels.
We fall asleep on the sofa. When I wake up around 2 am, I take her to bed and cover her with a blanket. She smiles while sleeping. I stay to observe her for a while. She’s my personal angel, and I love her very much.
In the morning, I’m thrilled, and so is she.
As soon as we get to the doctor, I start to get more nervous.
“So, are you ready to see what wonder is hiding in here?” asks the doctor, smiling.
“We’re dying to know!”
“The growth is really very good. The baby seems to take after the father. It’s very long.”
For a moment, we look at each other.
“Congratulations, you’ll have a princess,” the doctor says.
Hailey is happy. Looking at the monitor, I realize that I would do anything for this little girl.
“Hi, Danielle, you’re wonderful,” she whispers, and I take her hand.
Once in the car, I turn on the heating and kiss her.
“So, did you choose a name?”
“I’m not very convinced, like Jeremy. I’ll see at birth if the name fits.”
“Whatever you do, the result is spectacular, and I’m sure you’ll change the name. I have this feeling.”
She smiles at me. That’s enough of an answer.
Hailey
Finally, seeing my little girl and making sure she’s a girl is the best feeling a person can have.
It’s a unique, indescribable emotion. The best thing is that I can truly share it with the person I love.
I know he’s not the father, I know he’s not my husband, but I love him so much. The worst thing that can happen isn’t openly expressing your feelings for a person you really love. I know that Danny knows, though it’s one thing to know and another thing to say. I know that Danny feels it.
It often happens that words are useless between us. We’re an open book for each other, and it’s a wonderful thing. An understanding like this is rare.
I’m not saying that it doesn’t happen. Still, it rarely happens between two people who have only recently met each other but love each other madly.
