Good things come to those who wait.
This too shall pass
No baby can ever replace another, every single baby is unique and precious, some are born and others aren't, any child that is born following a child that died isn't a replacement, they are just a longed for sibling and a gift to their family


18. Bed Rest

April 2027

Fred’s POV

Lana was checked into the hospital two weeks ago and today Dr. Manahan finally dismissed us but Lana was put on bedrest. We leave the hospital and head over to Dr. Elliot’s office. As soon as we arrive we’re shown to an exam room and Lana changes into her gown.

“Nothing but doctor’s visit’s right baby?”

“I can’t wait for Kate to come. It’s the great Kate Wait. I wonder what she looks like.”

“Good things come to those who have patience.”



“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Dr. Elliot comes in and Lana sits up. I sit up and watch Dr. Elliot work on my wife.  As Dr. Elliot examines Lana she makes small conversation. I don’t hardly say anything while the two ladies chat.

“How was the two-week hospital visit?"

“Dr. Manahan is very thorough. She wouldn’t discharge me until everything was normal.”

“To be honest Mrs. Diblasio she wanted you to stay longer but I had my input. Be grateful you didn’t have to stay longer.”

“So, what’re we doing today doc?”

“Ultrasound to make sure Alaina is okay.”

“It’s actually Catherine or Kate. We changed it.”

“That’s fine just don’t do it after she’s born.”

“We won’t. Catherine Leigh Diblasio.”

“Beautiful. Lie back please?”

Lana lies back on the pillow and grimaces as Dr. Elliot squirts out the cold gel. I watch the monitor as Dr. Elliot moves the wand around and I see my little girl. She was truly a sight for sore eyes. Lana smiles at me as I stare at the ultrasound picture of my little girl.

“Is she okay?”

“Oxygen levels are at 96% and amniotic sac fluid or amniotic fluids are only 75%. They haven’t changed. Wait what’s that?”

Dr. Elliot types into the computer and zooms in. She moves the wand around on Lana’s belly and just stares at the computer.

“Your cervix is starting to dilate. You’re only 24 weeks pregnant. You still have 12 weeks left. Your cervix shouldn’t be dilating yet, shouldn’t be moving at all. Did Dr. Manahan know this?”

“Yes, she said she couldn’t do anything except stunt the dilation.”

“That’s why your amniotic fluids are off by 25%.”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Bedrest. I want to put you back in the hospital but you just got out. We can’t take her 12 weeks early even though I want too so she can get what she needs but what Catherine needs now is a mother to stay in bed. You come back next week when you’re at 25 weeks and come back every week until she’s born. I’ll see you next week.”

Lana cleans off and gets dressed. I help her into a wheelchair and out to the car. I help her into the car and she fastens her seatbelt. On the way home, I stop at Sonic and get her a chocolate milkshake. She drinks her shake all the way home and then I help her to bed. I hand her the television remote and kiss her head. Then I kiss her on the lips then I kiss baby Kate in Lana’s belly.

“I love you Lana”

“This pregnancy is just awful. But it’s 100x better than miscarrying. I’m six months pregnant. How much would she weigh if she was born now?”

“2 or 3 pounds.”

“What about next month?”

“3 or 4.”

“Eight months”

“4 or 5.”

“Nine months?”

“5 or 6 or more depending on how big she is.”

“Dr. Manahan said she was tiny.”

“I love you Lana…I’ll be in my office call if you need anything.”

I go to my office and start balancing our checkbook and filing our taxes. I start doing my spreadsheets and finish up my equations. I hear a noise downstairs and run to check on Lana. She’s not in bed.


I run to the nursery and find Lana rocking in the rocking chair holding the pink stuffed bunny. Good thing it wasn’t the pink stuffed teddy bear. We buried it with Hope a little over a year ago. She’s just rocking in the rocking chair. Playing with the stuffed pink bunny. One hand on her belly the other playing with the stuffed pink bunny.

“Lana you’re supposed to be in bed.”

“I’m sick of being stuck in bed or even stuck in this house. Stuck on my laptop or stuck watching television. Doing nothing. That’s boring.”

“It’ll be over soon. I promise.”

“How soon?”


“How soon?”

“Soon. Try 12 weeks maybe 10 maybe 8. Could be four.”

“I want her out. I can’t go around being pregnant anymore. It’s awful.”

“Patience. Good things come when you are patience. Good things come when patience is at hand.”

“Help me back to bed.”

“Okay. Let’s go. I’ll spend the rest of the day with you.”


“I promise.”

I help Lana out of the rocking chair and back into our bed. I cover her up with a blanket and kiss her head. I get into bed beside her and we watch movies for the rest of the evening. At dinner, I order Chinese takeout and towards dawn Lana is fast asleep beside me. I kiss her head and close my eyes. I can’t wait for Kate to be born. I can’t wait for my daughter

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...