I spent most of the next morning unpacking dishes and doing some other light work. The movers did a surprisingly good job placing everything so there really wasn’t much more to do.

Our furniture from the townhouse doesn’t begin to fill such a grand home. But Lucas assured me we can buy whatever we need. I personally didn’t think we *needed* more than what we already had. He was up before daylight getting ready for work to have time to make the commute. I’d feel bad for him but this was 100% his decision.

At around 1:00 however he comes in the door. I meet him in the kitchen. “I wish I’d known you were coming home for lunch, I would’ve made you something. Are you driving all the way back to the city for the afternoon?”

“I took the afternoon off. For your appointment,” he smiles at me for a moment then opens the fridge to figure out something for lunch.

“I guess I really should check out this community grocery store soon. The cupboards are pretty bare. Anyway, I’m going to go soak in the bath for a bit,” I head upstairs to the master bathroom. I have to admit the large garden tub is pretty amazing. I turn on the water and sprinkle in some lavender epsom salts before undressing. I turn to the side and visually measure my growing belly. We are having a boy and from what I’ve been told he’s going to be a big one.

With the tub still filling, I climb in and let the warm water fill up around me until it’s up above

My shoulders then I turn it off.

I soak in the water, letting myself feel weightless until I hear a quiet knock at the door. “Ally?” Lucas calls.

“Do you want me to help you shave?”

I glance down self consciously. I always keep my vulva shaved completely clean but it’s been hard to reach with the belly. My pubic hair is starting to grow out. “Oh, um…no it’s ok. It doesn’t really bother me…”

“Well,” he stammers, “I just figured you’d want to be shaved for the doctor…”

I do prefer to keep everything clean down there if someone else is looking but they haven’t started cervix checks or anything yet.

“Well it’ll probably just be a fetal heartbeat and blood pressure check today.”

Lucas opens the door and peeks in. “Umm I really think you should let me help you shave. I’ll lay the towel out. Just meet me in the bedroom.”

He leaves me wondering why he’s so eager but I assume he just wants my smooth vulva back. I grab the towel and stand up to begin drying off. The heated floors in the bathroom feel great as I step out of the tub. After toweling off I walk into the bathroom naked to see he’s laid out a towel on the bed and has a bowl of steamy water, a new razor and shave cream nearby.

“You’re sure prepared,” I tell him to which he simply shrugs in response as I lay down on the towel.

I place my feet together and get into the frogleg position. He lays a hot towel over my privates to soften the hairs, then removes it and lathers up a thick layer of shaving cream. Finally he takes the razor and does straight swipes down my mons. Then down each labia. He even holds my lips apart and gets the area inside them.

To finish, he tells me to pull my knees back and even shaved between my cheeks. I blush a little. Even though we are married and made a baby, I still don’t like him seeing my anus. But he’s done quickly and takes the rag again to wipe off the excess shave cream and stray hairs.

“Go ahead and get dressed. We don’t want to be late.” He tells me as he takes the bowl and materials back downstairs.

I put on some full coverage white panties and a nice supportive bra. I’m dressing for comfort these days. The weather has been extremely hot so I opt for a lovely linen maternity dress I picked up at a boutique while shopping with my mom. Some light makeup and touch up with the curling iron and I am ready to go.

Lucas is waiting by the door and almost looks nervous. I assume it’s the typical new dad jitters so I just walk past him and hop in the car for the quick drive to the other side of the community.

The Women’s Health Clinic fits the aesthetic of the community well. It has the appearance of a house with a porch across the front and rose bushes in the flowerbed. The building itself is white with pink trim which again, I find a little cheesy but in a charming way. Maybe this place is growing on me. Lucas parks the car right at the front and we all up the pathway to the entrance. There is a wooden sign by the door “Dr Lloyd Braunschneider, MD, Obstetrician & Gynecologist.

Lucas opens the door for me and I walk in. There is another couple waiting, the woman has a swollen belly just like mine.

“Take a seat, Al, I’ll sign you in,” Lucas tells me. I take a seat directly across one of the couples, only because there isn’t many options in the little waiting room. Shortly after I take my seat a nurse opens the door. She is wearing a classic white nurses uniform which I find quite intriguing.

“Mrs Smith?” She addresses the couple across from me who immediately stand up and head for the door. Before the nurse closes the door “Yes Mrs Smith, undress right down to your undergarments and step on the scale like always.”

Did I hear that right? I haven’t had to hardly undress at all at any of these prenatal exams. Why would that be necessary?

Lucas finishes up at the desk and takes a seat next to me. We wait in silence for my name to be called but I can’t help but picture Mrs Smith on the hallway scale in her underwear and wonder what awaits me on the other side of the door.