Butterfly

On November 20th, J and I went for our first ultrasound. I was only 7 weeks along, but the midwives wanted to be sure everything was going okay so they sent us to see the baby's heartbeat. We were both excited and nervous about this appointment. What if the technician couldn't find the heartbeat? What if there was no heartbeat? We tried our hardest not to spiral with worry and stay optimistic. That afternoon at work, I was so anxious/nauseous/excited and was so relieved when it was finally time for me to head to our appointment. J met me there and I was immediately glad I had changed our appointment so he could be with me. The technician warned us that the heartbeat might be hard to find this early in a pregnancy- we knew. So, we were both pretty surprised when she found our baby almost immediately and it's tiny heartbeat appeared on the monitor. The baby looked more like a blob, but it's heartbeat was unmistakable and reminded me of a tiny butterfly flapping it's wings. That butterfly was our baby and we were in love.