"Rose, wake up." Justin said. My morning sickness was over 2 weeks ago. Thank God.
"What?" I harsly said. I hated being woken up.
"The doctor called."
"Since it's 5 months, we can find out if it's a boy or girl today." He said with a smile.
"I know right. I think we are having a girl."
"I dont care if it's a boy or girl as l;ong as it's healthy. And why did you wake me up at 9?"
"Becuase the appointment is in 2 hours."
"Why didn't you wake me up at 10?" I asked.
"I know how long it takes you to get ready. Now c'mon, babe. Let's go eat breakfast."
"But I'm tired." I moaned.
"But I'm hungry," He mocked and then rolled his eyes, "I'm going to hide your make-up if you don't get out of bed." He took off my blankets.
"You're mean." I pouted. Then he bent down and kissed me softly.
"Shawty, get up." After he said that, I got out of bed. I can never win with him. He went downstairs while I brushed my teeth. I was so excited to find out if we are going to have a boy or a girl. But, I still can't imagine myself as a mom. I walked downstairs.
"What are you thinking about?" Dang it. Why does he have to know my expressions.
"Umm, can bats get aids?" I asked. His eyesbrows crunched together in question of the question I asked. He knew that wasn't what I was really thinking.
"I'm letting it go. So what did you dream about last night." He smiled that smile of his. Then, flipped his hair again.
"Last night, you kept saying my name."
"I had a dream I was locked in a big castle and we couldn't find each other."
"That's creepy." Then he took another bite of his Caption Crunch.
"Yup." I took a bite of my coca puffs. Justin's cereal has nothing on mine.
"I'm going upstairs to get ready. My mom is going to drop us off." Justin said.
"Where is your mom?"
"Sleeping. I'll wake her up in 30 minutes."
"Alright." Then he kissed my forehead and walked upstairs to get ready. I continued eating my cereal and thought some more.
*Will Justin and I be ready for our son/daughter? Why is the word 'son' longer than the word 'daughter'? Shouldn't they shorten it? Omg Rose, getting off track. I want my son/ daughter to have Justin's hair with my eyes. My eyes are WAY brighter than Justin's. For sure, the child is going to be light tan, since Justin is white and I'm a medium tan.*
I got up and walked upstairs to get ready. I put some leggins on with a nice shirt with some red converse. It toook me forever to straighten my hair. It was still curled from yesterday.
"You look beautiful." He said as he grabbed me by the waist and kissed me. "I'm so excited to find out if were or having a son or daughter." He smiled still holding my waist. My arms were around his neck.
"Me too." I let go of his neck, so he let go of my waist. I sat down on the bed, I have gotten tired easily, lately. Justin went to go tell his mom we were ready. Then, Pattie walked into the room.
"Let's go Rose. I can't wait to know what my grandbaby is." She smiled. Then I got up and got in the backseat with Justin. Pattie drove us to the clinic. It was a 10 minute drive. Justin and Pattie were talking arguing about Justin's grades. Justin said he has staright A's, but Pattie says he has one B. Justin is really smart. When I was in public school, he used to help me, but the personal tutor we both have is so much better than the school system.
"Here we are. I'll pick you up after the appointment." Pattie said.
"Thanks Pattie." Justin and I got out of the cars and there were about 9 paparazzi as we entered the clinic. Justin checked us in then we walked to the waiting area to sit down.
"So your dad and the kids left this morning?"
"Yea. They didn't want to wake you up to say goodbye."
"Ms. Gonzalez and Mr. Bieber." The nurse said. Justin helped me up.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"Ready than I'll ever be." I smiled. Then we walked in the room and i sat on the chair and waited for the doctor.