Little starling

One last quick post...

I felt the baby move for the first time while driving up to Y-town. The first little flutter. The Quickening is making things real for me. This little starling growing in there is taking a big step forward and beginning to make his or her presence known.

We had or last Dr. appointment this week; B met me at the office. Everything is great. The bloodwork was fine, blood pressure was great, and I've only gained 6 lbs so far. So far. We listened with the doppler and B heard the heartbeat for the first time. I watched his face as the Dr. struggled to keep it focused. This little one, just like his or her older brother, hates the doppler, thumps and kicks and moves away almost as soon as the Dr. tracks the heartbeat down. B smiled a peaceful smile I haven't seen in a long time.

It will be the last time we use the doppler for a while. In another week or two the little starling will be big enough that a fetascope will do the job just fine, that we will be able to hear heartsounds without the aid of invasive (albeit helpful) scientific technology. So, on to a fetascope! I have one on loan and spend a bit of time each night searching for the next big milestone on the way to holding this baby in my arms.

Soon I'll be able to discern the whoosh and thump of my own maternal pulse to the thin, quick, ga-gung-ga-gung-ga-gung sounds of a brand new heart.