Laura
“I’m telling you right now, it’s a girl.”
Stephen didn’t even look up from his phone.
“You’ve been telling me that for three months.”
“Because I know.”
“You also knew Austin was a kidney stone.”
I turned my head slowly.
We were sitting in the examination room waiting for the ultrasound technician, and my husband had apparently chosen violence.
“That was one time.”
“It was a memorable time.”
“I had back pain.”
“You were pregnant.”
“I know that now.”
Stephen finally looked at me, amusement pulling at his mouth.
I pointed at him. “This pregnancy is different.”
“You’ve mentioned that.”
“Because it is. With Evan, I wanted cheeseburgers. With Austin, I could’ve eaten an entire cow. This baby wants fruit, chocolate, and apparently enough orange juice to keep Florida in busin
