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As they pull their car up and into the birth center parking lot, Syd lets out a huge sigh, sliding their hands down the wheel. From beside them, Sara giggles, reaching over to tangle her hands in their hair once the car has stopped.“It’s gonna be okay, my big love. No reason to be nervous.”“I can’t help it! I just keep thinking about, like…wait, are we gonna be able to find out the sex? Will they be able to tell us if they’re healthy?” Syd turns to look at their wife with big, slightly concerned eyes. “I read all these articles and listicles but nothing stuck!”Tisking her tongue, Sara slides her hand down and cups her concerned partner’s cheek, stroking their skin with her thumb as she takes off her seatbelt with the other hand. “Take a deep breath. It’s gonna be fine. No, it should be too early to tell sex yet. Yes, they will be able to tell us if they’re growing well, but mostly this is to confirm that I’m pregnant and give us a peek at the munchkin. Okay?”Syd takes a huge breath and blows it out, then nods, leaning their hand into Sara’s palm. “...Okay.”“Okay.” Sara echoes, then leans in and kisses their lips with a soft smile. Syd hums and kisses her back, the couple taking one more moment to gather themselves in the car before stepping out and heading into the building.The sight inside is very familiar to Sara, and she waves at the front desk clerk, a young chubby woman with a shock of bright pink hair who waves back excitedly. The two get right to talking, and Sara signs in on a clipboard with a pen topped with a giant sunflower.On the other side of things, Syd had only been inside the center a few times when coming to pick Sara up, so they have a look of curiosity on their face as they look around, taking everything in. It seems…clean, friendly, and only a tad bit clinical.The couple take seats in the waiting room, on big comfy chairs with no arms, and snuggle their shoulders together while they look at a magazine very obviously made for children. Syd challenges Sara to see who can find the most hidden objects on a page…Sara wins, by a small margin.It’s only a few minutes later that they’re called back by a smiling tech with intricate braids piled high on her head, wearing brightly patterned scrubs, and with the brightest dark eyes Syd had ever seen. She guided them back into an exam room and gave them instructions, then closed the door.It has officially begun.–When Sara finished getting undressed and got herself sat on the table with the paper blanket covering her from the waist down, Sd began to entertain her with the medical supplies he found in the room. First he blows up a rubber glove into a balloon, then uses a tongue depressor to bap it around like a ping pong ball. Snorting, Sara covers her mouth with one hand, laughing.“Honeyyyy, oh my god you’re going to get me into trouble!”“What, for misuse of medical supplies?” Syd teased, giving the glove balloon a hard thwap with the stick.“No! For peeing on the table!” Sara squeals, and Syd busts up laughing, hitting the glove up again toward the ceiling. Just as they do so, the tech comes back in, arching her eyebrow. As she does, the inflated glove silently falls to the ground behind her.“...Everything okay in here?”Syd promptly sits down in an empty chair and jams the tongue depressor into their mouth like a lollipop. “Mm-hm.”“Yep!” Sara grins ear to ear, looking at the tech with an innocent look. “Everything is just fine. We’re both just…excited.”“Okay then. Let’s see what we can see, shall we?” Crossing to Sara’s bedside, she motions her to lay back then pulls the ultrasound machine up. “Alrighty. If I can just get you to pull your shirt up a bit, and we’ll tuck the paper into your underwear so it doesn’t get all messy…” Leaning over, she helps Sara get fixed up, then nods. “Perfect.”“Couture.” Syd mumbles around the tongue depressor, and Sara snorts, shaking her head.“Yup. It’s a look.”“Definitely. Alright. This gel might be a little cold, I’m sorry about that.” The tech apologizes as she squirts a bit of the clear gel on the probe and readies it.Giggling, Sara folds her hands on her tummy, lacing her fingers together. “I keep telling the clinic we need one of those warmers. They never listen.”“Right?!” The tech giggles, then gently places the probe against Sara’s lower belly, tapping a few keys on the keyboard and squinting at the screen. “Hmm…” She wiggles the probe around a little bit, pressing it firmly against Sara’s skin, then smiles. “Hello there, little jellybean.”Sara’s eyes widen, and she looks at the screen. Syd slowly takes the depressor out of their mouth, scooting their chair closer. “Jellybean?”“Yep. There they are.”The tech turns the screen so the couple can see…and there it is. Plain as day, a tiny jellybean-shaped form in the space of Sara’s uterus. Syd’s jaw drops, and they point at the screen with the tongue depressor.“...That’s our baby?”“Yep. That’s them. Looks like you’re measuring at abooout…seven weeks and a few days. That sound about right to you for what you were thinking?”Sara nods, her eyes welled up with tears as she stares at the screen. With a sniffle, she shakes it off and looks at the tech, breaking into a huge smile. “Yeah, yeah that’s about right. Holy cow.”The tech smiles knowingly and taps a few more buttons. “I’ll get this printed right out for you. Congrats, you guys.”“Thanks…” Syd murmurs, then looks at Sara and grabs her hand, a huge crooked grin on their face. “...You’re really pregnant.”Sara nods, sniffling as the tech gently wipes the gel from her skin and pushes the ultrasound machine away. “Yeah. For reals.”“Oh my god.” Syd runs their free hand through their hair, looking a little shocked. “...We…We gotta do stuff. We gotta get like…a crib and diapers…and make a nursery in the house!”Sara melts into laughter, holding out her arm. “Oh my god Syd just shut up and kiss me.”Shaking it off, Syd leans in and kisses Sara softly, their free hand coming to rest on her still-bare belly.Sara’s heart flutters.This is really happening.They’re having a baby.