Life happens (again)
The doppler reveals the beats, drumming at 160–170 bpm.
It’s the heartbeat of our baby, overlapping mine. We hear it for the very first time. It’s the most beautiful and miraculous music I’ve ever heard. I laugh. My shimmering belly makes the doppler sound loud, losing the heartbeats. I laugh more. I cover my mask and my mouth to stop laughing. Now the doctor laughs, too. Tears of emotion are…