Not your typical baby mama

Ian's heart thudded out of his chest. Never in a million years did he think he would ever be confronted about his relationship with Mona especially by Amy of all people. But his relationship with Mona was..

"I heard from your grandma that you're not in a relationship but that doesn't seem to be the case with that girl...."

'Emily has been asking about me?' A complex feeling bloomed within the young man's heart. Amy thought his lack of response was probably because he was uncomfortable. She would be too if she was in his position. But they needed to have this talk and sort things out. He was a good young man and Amy wanted him to stay that way.

She saw the sad look in Stella's eyes earlier. She was not sure why but she at least did not want her to look at him with such eyes. She was used to the bright and warm Stella. So Amy strengthened her resolve to deal with this.

"I'm not in a relationship with her", Ian responded.

"But you've slept with her", Amy stated as a matter of fact.

Ian's face fell and his head hung low. So he was right about her crying over him when she saw him that time? Ian's free hand clenched into a tight fist. It was one thing he could not be honest about his real relationship with Mona and it was another hurting this woman. The whole thing was exhausting for him.

Amy frowned and took his silence as acceptance for his actions. "You shouldn't do that Ian. That's-"

"It won't happen again. I don't", he sighed. He looked exhausted as he spoke. "I don't think I can do that anymore. I really shouldn't."

Amy wanted to go on about how irresponsible his actions were to his female friend and to his grandmother but she was surprised with how quickly that was resolved. It seemed he used the time he took off to reflect on his actions. Why he would do that all of a sudden? Amy had no clue. But she could not fully trust the sudden change; he needed to prove it by his actions. She would be watching him but he just doesn't need to know that.

"Okay Ian."

Ian looked at her and she smiled. His heart skipped a beat upon seeing such beauty from up close. On the other hand, Mona felt irritated. Even with Ian's shielded eyes and practically expressionless face, she could see the change in his demeanor. He looked relaxed and at peace, something he has never expressed in her presence.

'What on Earth is going on with those two? It can't be. She's married and he's a teenager. There's no way!' But Mona was sure that that woman was intentionally stopping her from meeting Ian. She went back to the history section to put back the book she did not even read and left the library in anger.

"But you'll need to talk to her", Amy reminded him as they both watched Mona leave. Ian sighed. He could feel a headache coming on from this.

***

"Mm. This looks good."

Dr. Glynne had a pleased expression as she stared at the screen. Amy looked at the image of her baby with an affectionate gaze. She handed Amy a towel to wipe away the gel while she turned off the scanning equipment.

Soon, they were back in her office. The room was decorated with a white coat of paint, a smooth mahogany desk that carried her computer and a few stationary. She had a book shelf of medical books and a potted plant on top of the shelf right behind her and some maternity pictures hanged on the walls.

Dr. Glynne hung her stethoscope around her neck and took Amy's chart to address the young woman.

"I'm happy with these results. Did you hire a nutritionist?" She took in Amy's significant weight gain.

It was a healthy weight gain. Her cheeks were round and had a beautiful rosy color. Her eyes were big and their blues sparkled as she smiled. Her skin looked soft and had a smooth glow. Her blond hair was pulled into a messy bun leaving some strands to shape her oval face. With a little touch of makeup, the young woman was akin to a beautiful flower in spring.

"No, someone is taking care of me." Amy smiled as she thought of how Stella had been feeding her.

"Tell that person they're doing a great job. Even though you've passed the dangerous phase, you still need to be careful." Dr. Glynne had an 'ah' moment as she snapped her fingers when she remembered something. "The hospital runs a program especially for our maternity patients. We have different recreational exercises but what I especially want you to sign up for are the exercises. You may think it's too early since you've just started your second trimester but it's best to start early. It's especially important if you want to have normal birth."

"Exercises? Are they similar to pilates?"

Dr. Glynne nodded at her question. "I joined a pilates class."

"That's good. Just don't strain your body. You can talk to your instructor to adjust them to ones safe for your condition."

"Alright Dr. Glynne", Amy nodded.

"Please, call me Susan", Dr. Glynne smiled and Amy responded with hers.

They went over a few more health issues and she made a few more recommendations before informing her of when her next appointment is due. Amy thanked her before she went on her way. She stopped by the pharmacy to collect some medication that Susan prescribed to her.

"Thank you", Amy was polite as she received the bag of medicine.

"You're welcome", the pharmacist return with his own polite smile.

"Miss Harper!" Someone called out.

Amy stopped in her tracks. Her heart started pounding. Her mind could not fully register the owner of the voice as she was overtaken with anxiety. No, she needed to remain calm for the baby. 'There must be a different Miss Harper, right?' She took deep breaths and carried on walking.

"Miss Harper!"

The voice seemed to be getting closer to her. No, it was probably her imagination. She picked up her pace and walked on. The person also picked up their pace and started running after her. Amy didn't want to make it obvious that it was her so she kept walking maintaining the same pace. But her heart felt like it would burst out if her chest. The person caught up to her and grabbed her shoulder to spin her around. Amy's eyes grew wide when she saw them.

"Miss Harper! I've finally caught onto you!" The person held onto Amy's arm as they caught their breath.