...heartbeats

A few Sundays ago I peed on a stick.  I didn't want to do it since it was a few days early...but my husby pretty much squeezed me onto the stick!  He was really excited and so sure that we would get a positive.  I was more tentative...I've peed on a few sticks throughout the past three years...and seeing all of those negatives can take a toll on a woman! 
He wasn't supposed to tell me what the stick said, but after a while he couldn't hold it in anymore...it was positive!!
For the past couple of weeks I've been terrified of every little pain or stretch or hiccup.  I would look up every symptom just to make sure it was normal.  I once sneezed so hard I was scared I could have hurt the baby!! And yes, I did google "can I sneeze so hard it hurts my baby".
But today...oh today!!  I saw my baby's heartbeat!!  It was seriously the most wonderful, tiny, little thing ever!! It feels so real now.  My baby has a heartbeat.  A beautiful...122 beats per minute...heart beat.  I wish I had recorded it...I can still see the little black and white screen with my little blob of a baby with it's little heart beating!! 
My husby gives me flowers every first day of school.  This year the card said, "Blessings are the gifts that come from faith".  His words couldn't have been more perfect.  Our little blessing, with it's lovely little heartbeat!!