writings on life

Doctor’s Office Date

We were in the OB-GYN’s office

Waiting

I sat there while my husband was pacing 

Strangely enough, I was thinking about sausage 

Our lives had been the typical whirlwind

He stopped, looked at me, and said, “It’s good to see you, and you know, you’re still my best friend”

There were no screens to look at 

Nowhere else to be 

So I smiled back, told him the same 

The doc came in and said, “Yep, you’re husband’s to blame”

“The little one will be here in October”

My husband moved a little bit closer 

The doctor told us some things 

And told me to not forget to eat 

She quickly drifted out 

Me and my husband suddenly realized maybe what life is about 

I stood to go 

He said, “We shouldn’t waste this secluded little space, you know”
I turned, approached him, gave him a slow kiss 

He put his callused hands on my hips

Once again like we were kids

But this time in our late 30s 

I whispered, “We better hurry”

I felt a bit tingly 

He was warm

My stomach rumbled like a thunderstorm

He said, “Let me take you to Denny’s like old times”

He must have known that eggs and French toast and sausage were on my mind

He said, “We’ll finish this at home”

He was handsome as ever – among all the sterile vials and medical lighting

He said I could wear my old nurse outfit

I didn’t doubt it 

The receptionist told us to come back in two weeks

My husband told her, “It’s a date for us, I think”

My stomach rumbled and fluttered as we left 

Just a moment in that doctor’s office – of all places – stole both our hearts like a theft 

My husband gently touched my abdomen 

I saw the ultrasound pictures and was laughing 

We got breakfast at Denny’s 

I thought I’m so glad this man gets me 

We went home 

The day was like one of our old dates 

But after 13 years of marriage, so much sweeter, great 

Maybe we just needed the doctor’s office to give us a good shake 

And we’ll meet our little one soon 

We can’t wait

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