heartbeat

I couldn’t wait.

For a whole week, I had been feeling groovy.  So groovy that I thought I surely couldn’t still be pregnant.

So yesterday at church I talked to my midwife.  She said, “If you’re worried, let’s just go ahead and listen for the heartbeat.  Are you coming to the missions meeting tonight?  I can just bring my doppler and we can listen for it…”

Instead, DH and I met her at her office this afternoon.  “First, I want you to know that I’m not too worried.  We may not hear it right away.  Sometimes you have to wait five or ten minutes.  And even then, if we don’t hear it…you’re still pretty early.  We can order an ultrasound.”

I laid down. She put the doppler to my tummy.  Immediately, we heard  a heartbeat like a train choo-choo-ing towards us.

“That’s a really strong heartbeat.”  She smiled.