Yesterday was our first midwifery appointment, something we'd been anxiously awaiting. Jill and Elika, her midwifery student came to our home, which is a wonderful benefit of havng a midwife and we had our first little check-up. All is well, according to them, the uterus is where it should be and I'm starting to feel less exhausted and the nausea of weeks 9-12 seems to have largely passed. It wasn't even really that bad, I feel enormously fortunate about that!
So we talked and chatted, asked questions, filled out forms - and then the moment of truth. A tiny machine, called a Doppler, with a little mini ultrasound paddle comes out. Elika searches for a few moments (not as long as it felt, I'm sure) and after a few powerful whooshes, the sound of my own blood rushing through my veins, she found it - a little, rapid pulse of our baby's tiny little heart! It was like time stood still for me as this little staccato beat drummed out and it was all I could hear on earth - the sound of our child becoming real. It was one of the most amazing things I've ever heard in my life and I don't think I will ever forget that moment. Beat on little heart, we can't wait to hear more!
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