it was a whirlwind, up and down roller coaster weekend. friday we had a scare... my midwife tried for while to find a heartbeat. when she turned off the doppler and said she thought we should go to the hospital my heart dropped. i quickly called dave, made arrangements for the boys and off we went. they brought us upstairs to labor and delivery and settled us in a room. Mari (my second midwife) had called ahead. The nurse hooked up a monitor and she too could find no heartbeat. it was surreal. she left and dave and i sat in silence as we contemplated the idea that could be it. our baby could be gone. Mari came back awhile later and said she had chased down a tech as he was leaving (it was friday at 5) he agreed to do an ultrasound for us. I wasn't sure if I should be relieved or if I was just numb. We went down and set up for an ultrasound. He said he would check things out and then let us know. He put the wand on my stomach and whipped the monitor around and said "It's your lucky day - there is the heartbeat" and there it was nice and strong.... whoa. again another huge sigh of relief. He said it all looked good and the placement of the placenta might have made it hard to hear the heartbeat with a doppler. It was an emotional roller-coaster. We left thankful to still have a baby and were aware of how much worse it could have all turned out.
Which took us to Saturday - January 30th the day we found our we will add a third little Italian Stallion to our mix. Clear as day was a little penis on our little pe
anut. We are thankful and grateful for a healthy baby.
I only had to be mad for 10 minutes and get it out of my system. Now my thoughts are clear and I am focused on the fact that I will be the minority in a house full of cute Stallions.
Thankful. Grateful. Satisfied. Full.