Not your typical baby mama

"Your urine and blood work came back positive. Congratulations! You're pregnant", the female doctor announced with a huge smile on her face.

Amy froze; feeling like a bomb had gone off in her head. Only the doctor's last two words repeatedly echoed in her mind. The doctor looked at Amy, observing her reaction towards the news.

She suddenly had a sense of dejavu; Amy was mirroring the exact emotions she felt when she found out she was expecting her little prince. 'What could possibly be troubling this young woman?' she mused.

"Please lie down on the bed over there so we can run a little scan to see how far you are", the doctor instructed. Amy quietly did as told and went over to lie down.

"Lift your top and undo your Jean button and zip."

Amy was akin to a robot doing as instructed. It was like her body was not her own; as though she was observing everything from a third person perspective.

"This might be a little cold", the doctor warned. Amy simply nodded before she felt the cold gel smeared on her belly. She stared at the screen but didn't exactly register what she was looking at as she felt the scanner move on her belly.

"It's scary, isn't it?" The doctor spoke. Amy looked at her to find her smiling. Finally getting Amy's attention, the doctor continued. "You're probably going through a rough patch and having a little human to be responsible for is the last you wanted."

She removed the scanner and sat beside Amy who was still lying down. Amy's curiosity had been piqued hearing the woman guess her situation. Maybe because she has come across different patients with different situations, so maybe it was easy to guess Amy's. What she didn't anticipate was the doctor's next words.

"I've been there. I thought I'd go crazy. After catching my scumbag of an ex cheating, I decided to start over in life; pursue the dreams I had put on hold for him. I've always dreamt of being a doctor", her face lit up when she said this.

"So, I applied to West Village's med school and got accepted only for a few days later, to find out I was pregnant for my ex. That was the last thing I needed; fate had played a cruel joke on me. To make matters worse, the jerk wanted to have nothing to do with both me and the baby. I had never felt so torn in my life. I didn't think I could juggle between being a mom and pursuing my dream."

Amy listened intently to the woman. She would easily be in her earliest thirties, Amy guessed. Although she was relating her sad life story, her face said something else. Amy could guess that the story had a happy ending.

"You can probably guess that I kept the baby. But do you know what gave me the push I needed to pursue both courageously?"

Amy shook her head. The woman went to the scanner, Amy couldn't see what she was doing as she could only see her back. Then the woman came back and once more moved the scanner on Amy.

'Thump! Thump! Thump!'

It was the sound of a heartbeat. Amy looked at the screen, seeing her baby for the first time. She had not been paying attention when the doctor scanned her earlier. But now she could see her baby and could hear it's heartbeat. It tugged at her heart strings. A surge of complex emotions stirred up within her. It felt like she would choke on them if she did not let them out.

Seeing the silent tears streamed down Amy's eyes, she could already guess what was going on inside Amy's head, so she did not bother to continue with the story. Instead, she turned off the scanner, wiped the gel from Amy's belly, fixed her blouse before excusing herself out of the room.

The flood of emotions within Amy unleashed themselves through her tears. The girl remained lying on the bed and rested the back of her hand on her forehead as she sobbed. Guilt, anxiety, longing; it all came pouring out through her tears. She subconsciously touched her belly as she cried leaving a wet trail of tears on the bed.

A while later, she left the hospital with her baby's picture in hand and a check-up appointment booked. She boarded a taxi right outside the hospital. She was drained from all the crying but she could not help but stare at her baby's picture.

She was fascinated by the little creature growing inside her. She sighed and rested her head against the see-through window with her eyes peeled on the picture. She shifted in her seat to be comfortable while she leaned against the window. She was so engrossed in looking at the picture that she didn't notice someone looking at her from a tinted windows of a car going in the opposite direction.

That person happened to be the father of her baby.

Yes, it was Zach.