Regardless of what she was, I knew who she was. I stopped thinking about monsters I thought about her. My fears were nothing compared to the anxiety she would live with at every moment until they were born. Monsters or super-people growing inside her. This was going to be harder on Christmas. I had dozens of questions and at the heart of most of them was a hysterical fear screaming, are we going to be the parents of twenty spiderling monsters with multiple limbs and grotesque heads? I said nothing. I would have to decide now-there was no going away to consider it. If there had been a micro-expression, I’d missed it.
She was suppressing any facial cue, waiting for my reaction. She was telling me because she was convinced it was true. It’s positive.” I didn’t bother asking her about timings or if she was sure. I would take one very small step at a time. And if it was the scariest thing, I was going to do the right thing. Partnership or whatever it might be, was too important to treat casually.
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