Heartbeats...

Wednesday morning, I went for my third (of many to come) appointments at the OB. I was expecting a check-up consisting of questions and answers, but to my surprise it also included a chance to here the baby's heartbeat. I know I won't be able to give the moment justice. But when the white noise was all of a sudden broken by the woosh, woosh, woosh sound I felt my breath leave me. "Holy crap! That's our baby." was all I could think. My eyes got misty because I wished Brandon had been there to hear it, too. It is truly a remarkable sound to hear (as a friend called it) the life of our baby. I was told by a girlfriend that they do that at all the appointments, but I think I'll call ahead any way and see if we could do an encore for Brandon.

What a sound!

PS: I'm including a picture of our sonogram from a few weeks ago. Baby T is the gray "peanut" inside the black "peanut"
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