Yeah, so we conquered that big ol’ fear of miscarriage by, err, an eager return to marital relations. (Seriously, a miscarriage will fuck up your head for a good long time… anyway) It was made easier by having ready access to the doppler, which I’ll be sending back soon, but not before I laid down and made a recording for posterity’s sake. I am nothing if not a multimedia momma to be.
sweet! good heartbeat, little one.
that is TOOO frigging cool, Gretch.
It’s almost like I am right there, with my head squished inot your tummy, with high tech earwear on. . . . .
That is the coolest.
That is un-friggin’-real! I love it!