We drive to the familiar office to see my trusted doctor. When we arrive, I see him in the hallway and he greets me. "I hear you have some exciting news!" "Yes! We're so happy!" And I am happy to get this final confirmation. A doctor's appointment. The nurse says, "Yup, you're pregnant!" My doctor does an ultrasound and even at just 6 weeks, we see the fluttering heartbeat on the screen, and we hear the strong beating. This is early, yes, but it is a very good sign that there is a strong heartbeat. For the first time, I feel there is a fourth family member with us. I'm not simply pregnant. I have a baby in me. A baby that is doing something on its own. Beating its own little heart.
The appointment gives me a focus. I'm not just a barrel of pregnancy symptoms (yes, I have more morning sickness this time, and yes, I have heartburn already). I'm a vessel of another life, and it is an awesome feeling to remember that again, amidst the play-dates, toddler songs, My Gym classes, games, and trains.
We put up the picture of our little lentil on the refrigerator. That is our baby. That is the fourth member to our family.
2013: The Year in Pictures
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