//------------------------------// // Nineteen - It's A Girl! // Story: MommAdagio // by EagleOfDeath15 //------------------------------// - Same Week - [4 Months Into Pregnancy] Today was one of Adagio’s medical appointments. I was giddy with excitement to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl just as much as Adagio was. As we walked down the street, Adagio and I had challenged each other to see who will win the bet. We met each other’s eyes and competitively grinned as we approached the front of Canterlot General Hospital. Hand in hand, we went through the entrance and approached the reception desk. The nurse looked up from her console. “Hello and welcome to Canterlot General Hospital. How may I help you today?” she asked. “Hello, I have a medical appointment with Dr. Turner for 1:00PM,” Adagio replied. “Alright, let me just check the booking, bear with me for a second.” Adagio nodded. The nurse turned back to her screen and scrolled through her list. “There we go. If you can please head over to Room 63, Dr. Turner will be expecting you. Thank you.” We thanked the nurse and walked down the corridors towards Dr. Whooves’ office. Every step filled me with joy, I could barely contain myself. Adagio noticed this and chuckled. “You seem more excited than I am.” I laughed in response. “Of course. It’s our baby after all.” Adagio smiled and squeezed my hand lightly. We reached the designated room and knocked on the door. Nurse Redheart appeared and smiled brightly. “My, if it isn’t my favourite couple. Come on in! Dr. Whooves is expecting you!” Nurse Redheart greeted. We smiled and entered. Nurse Redheart walked over to the door with Dr. Whooves’ name and opened it. She gestured with a hand for us to enter. We stepped inside and found Dr. Whooves busy typing away on his computer. “Oh, how to explain the mechanics of the infinite temporal flux?” Dr. Whooves mumbled. He didn’t seem to notice us three. Nurse Redheart cleared her throat loudly and knocked on the door again. “Dr. Turner? Ms. Dazzle is here,” Nurse Redheart informed. The doctor snapped out of his reverie and looked in our direction. “Oh, blimey. Adagio! Clavier! Sorry if I didn’t see you there! Come on in!” the doctor greeted energetically. I laughed as I entered. “You seemed lost in your thoughts for a bit there doc,” I said. “Pardon me. I got lost in my own world of work. There’s no rest for a doctor,” he replied. I chuckled. “Oh really? You were on about mechanics or something like that.” The doctor chuckled. “My boy, I may have wanted to be a doctor, but I also have high interests about space and all that wibbly wobbly...time-y wimey stuff,” he elaborated. We all shared a laugh. “You’re quite the unique type, you know?” Dr. Whooves grinned. “I know and I’m brilliant!” He cleared his throat. “Right! Adagio, if you could please come over here, lay down and pull up your shirt up to the stomach area, then we can get started.” Adagio nodded and went over to the seat and laid down. Dr. Whooves powered up the machine and rubbed some gel onto her stomach area. “Huh, doesn’t seem as cold as last time,” Adagio mumbled. “Told you you’ll get used to it,” Dr. Whooves added. He picked up the machine’s scanner and began rubbing it gently on Adagio’s belly. “There it is,” Dr. Whooves mumbled. He pointed to the screen where it displayed a slightly faint yet clear shape. It was a little larger than the last time I saw it and its body growth was noticeable. It’s head and body were propped up comfortably inside Adagio’s belly, sleeping in peace. My eyes sparkled with joy to see our baby. “Hey doc, is it possible to tell the baby’s gender at this stage?” I asked. The doctor nodded and turned his eyes back to the screen. “Yes, it’s possible to tell at this stage. The foetus has had time for considerable growth. Alright, let’s see…” he narrowed his eyes as he peered at the screen. “Look closely.” I gazed at the screen. I’m not sure what Dr. Whooves was trying to point out but I allowed him to continue explaining. “Alright, there are two types of signs. There is the ‘Turtle sign’ which indicates it’s a male and the ‘Vegburger sign (Hamburger sign) which indicates it’s a female. Now, can you both see this?” He circled his finger around a specific area. I nodded. “I see it.” “This is what we, doctors look for to help us determine the gender.” My eyes grew wide, dumbfounded. I heard Adagio gasp in shock. “If you look closely, you’ll be able to see the foetus’ reproductive organ.” I peered my eyes closer and saw what he was referring to. There was no indication of a male’s reproductive organ on the screen which meant it was a girl. “If you look closely, you can barely see the female reproductive organ. This consists of the labia and the clitoris in the middle.” I could only nod. I was shocked but in a positive way, yet disappointed that I’ve lost to Adagio. Nevertheless, I didn’t care what the baby’s gender was. I would love it all the same. “It’s a girl Clavier,” Adagio mumbled happily. I felt her hand squeeze mine lightly. I smiled and ruffled her hair. “Wow, that’s great news!” I exclaimed joyfully. Dr. Whooves smiled. Well, I’m happy for you two. Just a warning, ultrasound is not fully accurate. Estimates are between 80 to 99 percent. The more you allow the foetus to grow, the more accurate the results are. Anyway, I’m pretty sure it’s a girl without a doubt. I’ve done this sort of stuff for many years,” he explained. “I see. Thank you doc. Is there anything else?” I asked. Dr. Whooves shook his head. “None at all besides that news. Just keep things going as usual until the next appointment in three or four weeks time,” he added. I nodded. I stood up and made my way for the door with Adagio. “Thanks again, doc. Your help is always appreciated in the family.” The doctor chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. “It’s nothing. Anything for you two. Now, off you go. Save your compliments for your lady, not me. You don’t want to make her jealous do you?” he teased. We bursted into laughter. Adagio and I waved goodbye to Dr. Whooves and closed the door behind us. I sighed. “You win,” I admitted defeatedly. Adagio giggled. “I told you I’d win. Score one to me because of my mother’s instincts.” Adagio smirked pridefully. I rolled my eyes jokingly. “Alright, alright. Don’t rub it in. Still, I’m happy about the news. I don’t mind either way.” Adagio smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips. “I knew you would. I reckon the baby will grow up to be a daddy’s girl,” she said. “No, she’ll be like her mother. A mommy’s girl,” I responded .”Besides, I like the sound of the name Aria Blaze Melody. It’s perfect, just like you.” “Aww. You’re such a sweet talker you know?” she cooed. I chuckled. I took her hand in mine. We walked down the corridor and made our way back home, hand-in-hand. ‘It’s a girl, Clavier,’ Adagio’s words echoed in my mind. I smiled, replaying the recent events in my head. This was a moment to remember.