Today we visited the, um, midwife. I will have Susan verify that. Anyhow, it is one of the baby checkups. I slept for about 1.5 hours, but I felt I really needed to go. Susan is carrying so much of the pregnancy, the least I can do is be there to support her however I can.
Anyhow, I was in the waiting room playing my DS when a nurse called for me. I was so happy! I knew something was happening!
I was right, we got to listen to our baby's heart! I don't think Susan noticed, through her tears, but I was tearing up as well. Beside discerning their heart from Susan's, we also heard them move! I am sure I can't imagine what emotions arise for Susan, but I think we've both beem in this semi-shocked mode, and, well, it just got real.
I am really, really happy about the facilities we have access to. The person Susan was seeing was authentic and shook my hand with both of theirs, so my first impression of them was warming.
I asked them about the cool-mist humidifier that I've been paranoid about, but my worries were resolved. It demonstrated to me that I've become over-protective, or maybe just protective, of Susan. And as with most things that I do in excess, it manifests itself humorously. ^_^
Oh, the title refers to our baby's heart rate. When I heard it I realized that I don't feel pride, or a sense of accomplishment, like I thought I would.
I felt utter humility. The universe is the place to be, this reality, right now! And I can't wait to meet the person I will share my life with!
We are truly blessed.