He’d been talking to my stomach since we’d confirmed my pregnancy, and it was the cutest thing I’d ever witnessed. I had to remind myself often to let him have his moments because this was new for both of us in some aspect.
“I can’t wait to tell our families. We should go visit your parents and tell them in person,” I suggested.
“Really? You’d do that?”
“Of course. I want them to be just as much a part of this as my family.”
“Thank you, baby. I appreciate you being so considerate.”
He leaned in and kissed my forehead just as the nurse called us back. It took about ten minutes to go through the initial part of my appointment. None of it seemed important because we were so excited about the ultrasound. My heart raced as the machine was wheeled in and Dr. Jordan prepared me for the ultrasound.
“You two ready to find out how many bundles of joy you’re carrying?” Dr. Jordan asked.
“What kinda question is that? We’ve been waiting a month, man,” Kilo responded a little too aggressively.
“Baby, be nice,” I warned as I squeezed his hand.
“I’m just saying. This has been the longest month of my life.”
I shook my head before focusing my attention on the ultrasound screen. Almost as soon as Dr. Jordan put the wand on my stomach over the cold gel, we heard a heartbeat. Although this was my second pregnancy and I’d had an ultrasound a month ago, I still had no idea what I was seeing.
“It looks like baby number two has come out of hiding. It’s official. You’re having identical twins,” Dr. Jordan announced.
“Oh my God,” I whispered on the verge of tears.
I looked at Kilo, and his eyes were still on the screen. A tear fell from his eye onto my stomach, and he used his free hand to wipe his eyes.
“Twins. You’re giving me twins, baby,” he said, finally looking down at me for a moment before his eyes were back on the screen.
He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed my fingers. Dr. Jordan pointed out a few things on the screen before asking if we wanted to know the gender.
“Hell yeah!” Kilo exclaimed.
“How about you, Miss Kurrie?” Dr. Jordan asked.
“Let’s hear it.”
“You two will be blessed with two boys before you know it,” he announced.
“Two boys? Two boys? Oh my goodness. What am I gonna do with two boys?” I questioned rhetorically.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be here with you every step of the way.”
He leaned down and placed a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. I needed that reminder because I sometimes forgot I wasn’t doing this alone.
“Can you share with us about how you and Mr. Ward became an item?” David asked.
Over the years, I’d always felt very comfortable with David when he interviewed me, and I only agreed to do the interview this way if he conducted it.
Nyeem was seated next to me, and we were holding hands. He told me upfront that he didn’t want to talk unless he had to, but he would allow me to do it alone. Kilo and my family were waiting in the wings, off camera.
“Ambrose Ward and I met when we were both students at Black Elm University. I was a freshman on the track-and-field team, and he was a senior on the football team. Initially, I wouldn’t say we were friends, because we only talked when we saw each other in passing. Eventually, he asked for my number,and from that point on, we talked and texted a lot,” I told David and the viewers watching at home.
“What did you talk about in those messages?” David asked.
“At first, school, track, football, and random stuff we saw on social media.”
“How long after you gave him your number did the conversation move away from those things?”
