Maryanne was fertile and full of felicity; tonight she would become pregnant! She had been fastidious in counting days, following all of the feedback of the experts, and avoiding physical fatigue. Now she got on the phone and called her husband. He was at a fete for a new client. But she knew he would leave any festival occasion if there were a feasible chance that she could become pregnant. He did and he came home in a timely fashion.
Months later they saw the fetus in an ultrasound. It was fascinating to watch their child on a computer screen and Maryanne even noticed several features on her baby' s face.
"Is it okay?" Maryanne asked the nurse in a feeble voice. Yes, said the nurse, and it was a very active female with a ferocious heartbeat! That was a good sign! But she would have to be careful, the nurse said, so as to avoid any accidents or drugs that could be fatal to the child. Even smoking could have far-reaching consequences, she said. Maryanne nodded and said she didn't smoke.
When Maryanne screamed from her bedroom the next day, her husband raced home from the neighbors, jumping the fence between their yards.
"Fetch the camera!" Maryanne yelled when he entered the room. He ran quickly, not knowing what farfetched notion Maryanne had in her head. "It just moved!" She said with a smile as he returned, relieved that everything was okay.
"Don't scream like that again please." He urged her. "The feasibility of losing the baby is still great,I know. But you don't want to give me a heart attack first, do you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. That was my fault. I was just so excited." Maryanne said as she hugged her husband.
It was all going so perfectly.