I saw #3's heartbeat for the first time today on an ultrasound. It was lovely. Prior to that first whirring, helicopter-like heartbeat, I tend to get lost in the nausea or constant exhaustion... whichever hits first. But then- the heartbeat. THE heartbeat. It's no less beautiful and magical the third time around than it was with G and E. "There's a little hand," the doctor said, reaching to tap on the machine monitor.
"Oh, hello, my little one," I thought in my head. "I'm in love with you already..."
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