(Continued from pt 02)
Two weeks passed. Mia kept waiting for the onset of her cramps, virtually tiptoeing around on eggshells. The hours of each day went by at a very slow crawl. Subconsciously, she often gently rubbed her lower abdomen and mound, willing for a baby to be making its home there. Fifteen days passed... sixteen... seventeen... and still nothing. She'd had late periods before, so she tried to keep her hopes under control. She said nothing to Jeff about it, and, tactfully, he'd didn't press the issue.
Partway through the third week after their impromptu impregnation session, she couldn't wait any longer. She went to the pharmacy and bought a home pregnancy test. She wanted some privacy for this, so she waited until Jeff was off at work. Heart fluttering and feeling jittery, she went into the bathroom and read the directions carefully. They were quite simple. "So I pee on this stick, wait that amount of time, and then look at the indicator," she murmured. Fearing things might splash, she took off all her clothes and squatted in the bathtub. Holding her pussy lips out of the way, she held the stick with a trembling hand and relaxed her bladder muscle.
Her hot, yellow stream hissed softly as she maneuvered the stick into its flow. She held it there 5 seconds, as directed. Then she moved the stick aside while she finished peeing. Luckily her lower body and feet stayed clean and dry, so she stepped out of the tub, and placed the indicator on the flat surface. The directions said wait 3 minutes - she checked her wristwatch. The little window showed an hourglass, reminding her of the passage of time. Those three minutes were agonizing. She kept glancing at the indicator window, but then looking away, almost afraid to watch.
Finally, her wristwatch said 3 minutes were up. She looked where the hourglass had been. It'd been replaced by the word 'pregnant' - and she couldn't believe her eyes! Trying very hard not to get her hopes up, Mia went out and got another test. She was going to repeat the test, but this time she was going to do it with Jeff present.
The next morning, she told Jeff she was going to take a home pregnancy test. He kissed her sweetly, and said, "I'm with you on this, you know, darling. Want me to help in any way?"
"The package says it only takes 3 minutes, honey. I guess you can put the coffee on while you wait."
Mia repeated her actions of the day before, and three minutes or so later, the test gave the same results. Hiding the stick behind her back, and keeping a straight face, she emerged from the bathroom. Jeff was sitting on the bed, waiting as patiently as he could. He looked at her expression, and feared the worst. "Well?" he asked quietly. "What does it say?"
It took some effort, but for a few more moments, Mia managed to keep her expression neutral. "Well... it says..." she began. Then she broke out into a huge smile. "It says I'm pregnant!" she crowed happily. "See?" She showed him the word in the display window.
Jeff's eyebrows rose and his eyelids flew up out of sight. "Really? Oh my god, honey! That's fantastic news!" They hugged and kissed for quite a bit of time, relishing the moment. Then Jeff said, "I want to pamper you, so you relax and I'll fix us your favorite breakfast."
He was as good as his word. And they ate and discussed the next step.
"I'll see my OB/GYN for a blood test," Mia decided. "It's supposed to be more accurate. If I'm really pregnant, we can have an appointment together to speak with her, and be certain what we should do - diet, things to do, things to avoid, stuff like that. Please don't announce this to your friends until we're sure."
Jeff agreed to keep mum about it, but he left for work with a huge, blissful grin on his face.
The blood work confirmed it - Mia was pregnant, and she and Jeff had her followup appointment scheduled. Mia patted her still flat tummy, and thought, "I'm really 'knocked up' as they say. Hello, in there, whoever you are, and welcome. I'm going to be the best Mommy I can be for you."
At their appointment with the doctor, they listened carefully to her instructions about diet and exercise. The doctor was quite clear, but she hadn't touched on one particular subject. Mia spoke up. "Doctor, you haven't said anything about sex. Is sex good or bad during pregnancy?" She felt her cheeks redden slightly as she broached the subject. Luckily, the doctor was pleased to answer.
"Unless your pregnancy encounters any problems - and I currently see no reason why it should - sex during pregnancy is fine. You might feel breast tenderness as your hormones change, so be honest with your partner if that's the case." She nodded toward Jeff as she said that. "If so, he might need to be more gentle than normal, or even avoid contact with them at all. During the late stages of pregnancy, nipple stimulation can cause the release of a hormone that brings on labor, so I'd be careful about that. You want your baby to come when he or she is really ready, not ahead of time." She smiled kindly.
"Your developing baby is protected by the thick, muscular wall of your uterus. And, as time goes on, it'll be floating in a tough bag of watery fluid that acts as a good shock absorber. A penis sliding in and out of your vaginal canal won't cause any troubles at all."
Heartened by the doctor's encouraging answer, Mia asked her followup question, but blushed a little brighter as she did so. "If vaginal sex is OK, Doctor, does that mean anal sex is, also?"
The doctor took the question in stride. "Yes. Vaginal, anal, oral sex - all of these are fine. And pregnant women, as their hormones elevate, often have an increase in their libido as well. So they can possibly crave sex more often than before." Still smiling, she held up a hand to signal she had more to say. "These women have asked me what positions are safe. So I explain to them, face up, face down, on your side, on your hands and knees, suspended in a sex swing - any pose that that doesn't put uncomfortable pressure on your abdomen is acceptable. So whatever you've been doing, you may just find that you'll be doing a lot more of it."
Mia and Jeff grinned happily at each other. They were silently sharing a laugh about how this baby had been conceived. The doctor, as enlightened as she appeared to be, might still be a little shocked and scandalized if she understood what the two of them had been doing to achieve this result.
The doctor chuckled. "You know, there are various cultures and societies around the world that believe that the baby is only partially formed at conception. They feel that the man must keep injecting semen into the woman to ensure that the growing baby gets the material it needs to complete its development. Scientifically, we know that this isn't the case, but it might have some basis in the woman's heightened libido, demanding more sex. Do you have any more questions?"
