Seth returned to the room when the nurse came in, rolling in an ultrasound machine. “It’s so early I’ll have to do a vaginal ultrasound, alright?”
I frown at the thought, but I nod. “I understand.”
I lean back as instructed, slightly hindered by the tight grip Seth has on my hand. She inserts the wand and, after a moment, I can see her smile as she turns the screen towards us.
“There’s the little prince here,” she says, pointing at a little blip on the screen. “It looks like you’re around three weeks.”
“And he’s OK?” Seth asks.
She nods to him. “He’s perfectly fine.”
“Is there a second?” he asks, squeezing my hand even more tight.
She smiles at him as she nods. “There is, Sir. They’re not as cooperative. Hold on and I’ll let you listen to their heart beats.”
She clicks a
