KADE

It was week nineteen, and we were finally going to conduct the ultrasound today.

“Are you nervous?” I asked Belladonna as I drove us to the hospital.

She scoffed, munching on a snack.

Her morning sickness has reduced as the weeks have gone by, and now she can manage to stomach a little food.

“Says you,” she said. “You’ve been fidgeting since we woke up.”

“It's natural to be nervous when you’re about to know your child's gender,” I defended.

She chuckled softly, leaning in and placing a soft kiss on my cheek. “Look at you pouting.” I gave her a look before I looked back at the road....