"Okay," she whispers, closing her eyes for a minute. She can't feel the baby, not beyond the fucking exhaustion and the nausea but she already wants so much to be better for it. To be better. Wishes it had a better start than her.

"Thank you," she says, trying to convey just how desperately thankful she is in those two words. "Can we do the exam, now? I want to get it over with."