7w 1d and riding high

We have a perfect baby and it has a perfect heartbeat. How do you describe that moment when all of the tension has built and you've steeled yourself for the worst and instead, there is the little...well, blob...and the flashing of a perfectly beating heart.

The doctor let us hear the heartbeat. I cried. I've never heard a more perfect sound in all of my life.

Now I am going back to bed.

1 comments:

Anonymous April 29, 2010 at 10:20 PM  

Yay!
Elissa

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The Stoatette, wife of the man known only as The Foxy Stoat, has embarked upon a strange journey during which she has to conquer her fears of pain, loss, heartbreak, and needles.