Mom: Yeah, I slept the whole time I was pregnant with you and Matty. It drains you for sure.
Me: Yeah.
Mom: How far along are you now? 3 months?
It surprises me she knows that.
Me: Yeah, 13 weeks. We are going in two weeks for the 4-D ultrasound. Just found out today.
Mom: Fun! Right around the time we will be there then
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I pause and reach for the appointment card.
Me: Actually, two days before you come in.
Mom: Maybe, we’ll come in early, go shopping and get to know Jace.
Me: I’d like that.
Mom: Let me see what I can do. Are you guys good for Thanksgiving?
Me: Yeah, we are going to Jace’s mom’s with his sister. His brothers and their wives can’t come in this year, so his mom wants to have one more Thanksgiving with Jace before he drafts.
Mom: Oh, okay, I was gonna ask if you wanted to come here.
Me: Sorry, we have plans.
Mom: That’s fine. Okay, well, I’ll let you go. I’ll let you know if we come in early.
Me: Awesome.
Mom: Love you.
Me: Love you.
“She’s trying,” Jace says from over my shoulder and I give him a look.
“Stalker.”
He laughs. “Hush, you were nice. Good job.”
“You make me sound like a bitch.”
He grins. “No, I just know they get under your skin.”
“Yeah,” I say slowly, letting out a long breath. “You done?”
“Yup, check it out. It’s epic.”
“Oh God,” I giggle before going to my Facebook. Hitting the notification that says I’m tagged in a post by Jace Sinclair, I smile at the black and white picture that appears on my screen.
Jace Sinclair:
He shoots. He scores. Drafting a new member to our family!
I couldn’t be happier to announce that my gorgeous, amazing, hell of a singer wife is expecting our first baby. We haven’t thought of a name yet, but I still think Gretzky is good for a boy. Either way, I just want a healthy baby with my love’s eyes. My life is almost complete, and I can’t wait for our future. I love you, Avery Rose Sinclair. More than I can ever put into words. #babysinclair #julybaby #notafoodbaby