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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


3. Doctor's Visit

Lana’s POV

January 2025

Fred and I sit in the waiting room of Dr. Elliot’s clinic. Two months ago, I had come in with pains and now Dr. Elliot wanted to do more tests. Fred and I have been married for five years and have been trying to conceive for three. Now, we were at Dr. Elliot’s to find out if our efforts were finally paying off. Fred squeezes my hand and I stare into his big brown eyes. I stroke his stubble on his face and then kiss his dry lips.

“Lana…not in public.”

He strokes my arm and smiles. I smile back.

“Your eyes sparkle today. Your makeup is flawless and your outfit in on point.”

“I’m wearing my hair in a pony-tail. I only did my eyes this morning and I’m wearing skinny jeans and on oversized t-shirt.”

“I got you a present.”

“Where is it?”

“In the nursery.”

“We’re not even pregnant yet. Why do we still keep the nursery?”

“Because one day we’re going to have our princess. Our baby girl Diblasio.”

“I hope we get good news today.”

A nurse comes out and smiles. She reads her clipboard and I grab my purse. I’m still holding Fred’s hand.

“Diblasio, Lana.”

“That’s us.”

I follow the nurse and Fred follows behind me. She leaves us in the exam room and I see the paper gown.

“Dr. Elliot will be with you soon.”

“Thank you.”

Fred sits down on one chair and I put my purse on the other. I quickly change into the green paper gown and sit down on the exam bed. I stare at Robin and smile. He smiles back.

“I’m nervous.”


“Because the last three times have failed.”

“I know Lana.”

“Every time we would get to about three days before being told the gender and then I would miscarry.”

I start crying and so Fred gets up to comfort me. He wraps his strong arms around me and sits down and cradles me. I dry my eyes and kiss my dear husband. I shouldn’t cry…sure I miscarried but he went through it too. He went through the pains of creating a nursery for our first. Our first, second and third children all died. Three little angels are up in Heaven without their mommy. People say I’m not a mother but in my heart I have three angels…I am a mother.

“Thank you…”

“I love you Lana.”

“I love you too Fred.”

“It’ll get better I promise.”

“Bex used to say that. I wish she was here.”

“I know…I miss Marcus. He used to hang out with me whilst you and Bex went shopping.”

“I miss her but I’m glad I still have my husband.”

Fred squeezes me in a tight embrace and then Dr. Elliot comes in. She knew about the miscarriages. I’ve been seeing her since the first pregnancy. The pregnancies always ended badly. Dr. Elliot doesn’t say a word when she walks in. She nods and then proceeds to wash her hands. She pops on some gloves and motions for Fred to move.

She sits down on her stool and I lie back on the pillow. Dr. Elliot quickly gives me an examination and then shakes her head. She doesn’t say a word until she takes off her gloves and makes a note on her chart.

“I want to run some tests. I’ve found something that wasn’t there last time. It wasn’t there during your first three pregnancies either.”

“Am I pregnant?”

“I can’t say for sure yet so don’t get your hopes up.”

“Thank you Dr. Elliot.”

“Oh, we’re not done yet.”

Dr. Elliot leaves and returns shortly with a kit. She draws blood, she does a pap smear and then orders an ultrasound. I lay back and smile at Fred. He gives me a cheeky little grin. Dr. Elliot squirts the cold liquid on my abdomen and turns the machine on. She turns the television to where I can see. She begins moving the wand around and frowns. She types in a few things and then keeps moving it around. Finally, she turns it off and hands me a rag to clean off.

Dr. Elliot makes a note on her clipboard and then leaves. Fred and I sit in silence.

“Lana did you see anything?”

“No…I hope and pray I’m pregnant.”

“I do too. I can’t wait to have our little girl or boy.”

“Remember the first time I was pregnant?”

“Yes, three years ago. Then two years ago was your second pregnancy then last year being your third. We’ve been trying for three years.”

“I hope I’m pregnant.”

“If you’re not we could try surrogacy or adoption…”

“Fred…I want to get pregnant, go through pregnancy and give birth to our own baby. I’ll try IVF I’ll do anything to have your baby.”

“Remember when Bex was alive and she offered to be your surrogate.”

“Yeah she called me on the phone telling me that she and Marc were coming over to tell me some good news.”

“Lana…remember how Bex was your surrogate?”

“Yeah. After our second miscarriage, she was our surrogate and she died on the way over. The day after she died I found out I was pregnant.”

“That was last year…”

“Fred what are you saying?”

“I’m saying that the next baby we have isn’t going to be the fourth. It’s going to be our fifth child.”

“Fifth? You mean?”

“Bex was coming over with Marcus because she was carrying our baby. Marcus called me…I was on the phone when I heard the crash.”


“Because…you deserve to know.”

“I’ve lost four children?”

“We’ve lost four children Lana.”

I start crying when Dr. Elliot walks in and just stares.

“Oh Lana, you’re crying. I have some news but, I’m afraid it’ll only cause more tears. Hopefully tears of joy though.”

“I’m pregnant?”

“Yes, you’re pregnant.”

“Our fifth baby.”

“Fifth? Oh, right your best friend. She came in the day she died and I announced that she was pregnant with your child.”

“Thank you so much Dr. Elliot. I can’t believe I’m pregnant. Fingers crossed that this one goes as planned.”

“Yes, see you soon dear.”

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