"Oh, I'm so sorry," Mindy says carefully. She knows it's the sort of thing that they have to tell her about, too many new parents don't, but it still dampens her tone a little, at least while she gets the equipment for the sonogram set up.

She grabs the file and looks it over. It all appears fine, and she can't help but feel annoyed that the previous doctor judged Jax as being a thug. She is, admittedly, the most judgemental person in the world, but she's careful to keep it out of work. "How have you been feeling, Tara?" she asks, carefully applying the gel and wincing sympathetically because, yeah, it's cold. "Any nausea or pain at all?"