her to take time away from work as much as possible to store up sleep—she’d need it when the baby came.
The two chatted for almost an hour. At the end of the conversation, Anna extracted a promise from her mother not to tell anyone else in the family—she wanted to share than news in a couple of weeks at the Thanksgiving holiday when everyone would be together. Reluctantly Ginny agreed.
“But how I’m going to keep this from your father, I’m not sure,” she said.
“Please, Mom. This is so special. It may never happen again. I want to be there when they hear it. I want to see their expressions as well.”
“I’ll do it. Call me right away if you need anything.”
Anna agreed and hung up. She still felt surreal. Her hand went to her stomach in the instinctive manner of all pregnant mothers.
“Hello, little one,” she said softly. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
Tired, Anna went back to her room to lie down. She was too keyed-up to sleep, however. She began to make plans. As soon as she felt up to it, she’d visit a bookstore to get as many prenatal and newborn baby books she could locate. Then she’d have to go online and check out rentals in Brussels. The apartment Thomas Vintner had found for her wouldn’t do. She needed more room.
She’d have to get baby furniture, find child care and decide what to do about school when the child was older.
And in the meantime, she had to find a way to tell the baby’s daddy.
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