I’ve Got Rhythm
Yesterday, I heard the beat of our child’s heart for the first time.
It’s one of those moments that I knew was significant when it happened,
but I don’t think I understood how much so at the time.
It was just another moment. Wasn’t it?
The wife got comfortable on the examination table, the doctor placed
her fancy little microphone on Jenn’s belly and ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum.
Tears formed in my wife’s eyes and, for a instant, I nearly
joined her (just a tear up, I swear). The little pressure cooker is
working overtime, just in case we had our doubts.
Jenn and I walked out of the hospital with more than a little euphoria;
another barrier passed, another bridge crossed. We again discussed
the reality of it all. Somehow the quick patter of the heartbeat
meant more than the fuzzy pictures we had seen so far. It may
have been just another moment in the day, but it is one I’ll reflect upon
for quite a while.
It seems that the clock is ticking, even if sounds of the pendulum were
slightly different than normal … ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum.
Tina
July 28th, 2002 at 4:55 pm #
Supposedly there’ll come a time when you can hear it unaided, just by putting your ear to her stomach. ‘Course, far enough along, then you might get kicked when you try that. Definitely exciting, and we’re excited for you!