Chapter 55
A week later, Montana sat in the examining room of her doctor’s office. She had been in the previous Friday at both Paul and Shaun’s insistence, and the doctor ordered blood drawn, wondering if both Montana’s B-12 and iron levels were low, as well as ordered a hormonal panel.
Now the results had come back, and she was concerned; past experience had Montana knowing that if everything was normal, the receptionist wouldn’t have scheduled an appointment to have her return so soon.
Dr. Weber then came in, smiling. He had known Montana and Sly since they were teenagers and had also followed Jack while he was in the hospital. He greeted her warmly, pulling a couple of sheets out of her chart.
“So give me the bad news first,” Montana said, cutting to the chase.
“That’s just it,” Dr. Weber smiled. “There isn’t any. Your iron levels are normal, your hormone panel is also normal. Your B-12 was a little low, but nothing a shot today won’t cure. But there is one little thing that has come up that could explain the changes you’ve been feeling over the last several weeks.”
“What is it.”
“My dear lady,” he smiled wider. “You are going to be a mother.”
“I’m…..pregnant?”
“Absolutely. Of course, we will need to examine you to determine exactly how far along you are, but your blood test is positive for pregnancy.”
“But I just got married a little over a month ago, I’m almost thirty five; aren’t I a little—”
“Montana, you’re still quite young. There’s women in their forties and even early fifties that are patients of mine having children.”
“This is certainly something that is going to throw my husband for a loop.”
“Well, let’s examine you just to see how far along you are for starters.”
That must have been some honeymoon, Montana thought as she lay back on the table.
That evening:
“You never did tell me what the doctor said,” Paul said.
“Actually….I wanted to wait until the girls were in bed before I discussed that with you.”
He was alarmed. “It’s that serious?”
“Depends on what you mean by ‘serious’,” she sighed.
“Mon, whatever it is, just get it out. I’ll be here to get you through it; you know that.”
“Will you feel that way when a third addition to our family comes along?”
“Wait….what?”
“Yeah. I’m pregnant.”
“Oquela, I know we had a great time in Mexico, but holy hell, this is awesome!”
“That’s the other part I needed to discuss. It wasn’t exactly on our honeymoon. I happen to be slightly further along than that.”
“When the hell then did…oh fuck me sideways, the make up sex in the locker room in Denver?”
Montana nodded. “That would be my guess. We were pretty careful the rest of the time up to the wedding.”
“Jesus. I hope this kid is never curious about where they were conceived. I don’t think I’m going to live this down as it is, especially once Spanky gets wind of it.”
She laughed. “I don’t think either of us will hear the end of it up till the baby is born.”
“But you’re okay though?” He put a hand on her stomach. “I mean, being around Kira when she had that chicken pox shit—”
“I’m fine. The doctor said that shouldn’t affect me at all, but the OB where I was referred is going to keep an eye on me the first few months just to make sure.”
“Wow, another kid.”
“You’d really be floored if this was another girl,” Montana chuckled, knowing he was thrilled about the coming addition.
“Oh God, a house full of women as it is. I don’t think I could take any more estrogen flying around.”
“Get used to it,” she nodded, “because for the next six months or so, you’re going to have a cranky, bloated wife before this one decides to make their debut into the world.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time for me. I got two proofs of that sleeping upstairs.”
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