Our first Ultrasound − October, 2007
I heard the heart beat of our child today. It was fast and the sound of "swish, swish, swish" warmed me. And I run warm as it is. So when the "swish, swish, swish" swished, my heart sped up to keep up. I didn't become light headed, but felt light nonetheless, and if I would have looked down I would have been off the ground. Instead I was fixed on the screen that showed me my future. It was in the form of a blinking dot. The technician moved the camera from side to side and so too did the blinking life. Like a Pong ball I concentrated hard to not loose site of it. I could have played for days; right through lunches and dinners, just to make it to the next level. This was the next level and I had gotten the high score. I wanted to put my initials in so that everyone would know it was mine.
There I was with the "swish, swish, swish", "blink, blink, blink", floating in warmth and my eyes filled with tears. It’s cliché, but I’ve been anything but lately, so no apologies.
