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Lo- when you were a tadpole I still loved you
If the bible doesn’t come right out and say, “Thou lovest me even when I was froglike in the waters of amnio,” it should. Maybe in the old testiment right next to the Psalms. Or maybe it actually is in Proverbs. If it’s not we should all pencil it in. ‘Cause really.
After nightsweats and nightmarish visions of sliding to the doctor today, I woke up to find out they were more like premonitions than nightmares. With several inches of snow and a lovely sheet of ice beneath it, we hauled the family in to the hail and ice and braved what would commonly be known as “Interstate Five” if you could see it. It took us thirty five minutes to go three miles. Two accidents, three panic attacks and phone call to the doctor, we passed the worst of the “Convergence Zone” and made it to the doctor. By god, I was going to hear this kid’s heartbeat even if it meant passing out en route when a truck lost control behind us and just about slid us off the road.
Focus, Leslie, Focus. :: shudders ::
As it turns out, everything cleared up two exits down, not a stitch of snow on the ground and we made it to the appointment only 20 minutes late, which I’m proud to say I could accomplish without a blizzard or a toddler, thankyouverymuch.
We ran down the list of mandatory gigs. “Blood Pressure fine,” (shocking since I just about had a heart attack on the way there) “heartbeat fine, weight.. well, let’s say fine for now,” thanks for that. Then she asks if I have any concerns, “You mean aside from the regular ‘I hope this baby is still alive and I’m not puking for nothing?’ No, not really.” So we listen to the heartbeat.
And it was there.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh. She had no trouble finding it right on the front of my belly. She let me listen for a long while since I couldn’t stop smiling and Mr. Flinger was practically giddy. Swoosh swoosh swoosh.
I got dressed, got in the parking lot and fell to pieces. Actually, it wasn’t that romantic. I think it was in Safeway that I really fell to pieces. I think I mummbled something about loving a frog even before it can hop and tadpole-like-webbed-fingers and a tail and slobbered on about eyes moving to the center of its face. Or something. Then I gagged in the juice isle scaring off a little old lady, who probably thought I had avian flu.
Which I don’t. I have a fetus. Who is really in there, all legs and arms and sans tail now. I couldn’t be more proud.
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It is really the most wonderful sound. I didn’t hear mine until 18 weeks this round, making the miracle truely hard to beleive, until I heard it.
Congrats, again.
Hooray! Your ordeal was worth hearing that lil’ heartbeat! Relax and pat that growing tummy.
Uh, yeah - welcome to the convergent zone (I grew up here - it means nothing weather-wise happens anywhere else in Western WA, but it’ll happen right where YOU are!)
I’m keeping my legs crossed (as in NO LABOR YET!)until “November Arctic Snow Blast 2006” thaws out (not likely since it’s 15 degrees here tonight and we have close to 14 inches of snow!!!)
WOO freaking HOO!!! NOt rainb, nor snow, nor blizzard could keep you from hearing Coffee Bean’s heartbeat!
Awesome! It’s the best sound in the world, aside from their wailing entrance into the world!!
I do not envy you…. with the snow. I mean, it’s cold here in Cali… but to me, “cold” is below 50. It’s 43 right now, and I’m freezing my balls off. Oh, wait. They’ve already frozen off.
Congratulations. That’s fantastic.
I’m so happy for you! And be careful out there, mama. Snow? Man. It was 80 here today.
Hooray for swooshing.
And thanks a lot, punk. You made me snort out the last sip of my beer with your juice-aisle gagging and avian-flu-having joke. Do you know how painful it is, applying regurgitated beer to one’s nasal membranes?
yay! another little Flinger freak is on the way!
(and I mean freak in the nicest possible way.)
Whee! What fun! The heartbeat part, not the driving part. YIKES. I saw that on the news and am having nightmares (premonitions?) about getting to the doc myself tomorrow! Three cheers for heartbeats though
Woot Woot for the Swoosh Swoosh. I remember when I first heard that swooshing, made me cry too.
Wonderful news Les. Absolutely wonderful! Tell that little CB to keep letting you know that “he” is doing just fine! Congrats my friend. And congrats to the rest of the Flinger fam. too.
I am so happy for you!
You really went through a lot to get there and hear that heartbeat. I’m glad it was so loud and clear for you!
Your description of the trip had me choking. Seriously too vivid!
I so want to hear the swoosh, swoosh, swoosh too. I’m very happy for you.
Yahoo!!! Gotta love that swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Happy Day! (Minus the sliding around on the ice part!)
It never gets old does it?
Yay! Yay! Yay! That swoosh, swoosh, swoosh is just the best.
Oh, and I have to admit I’m jealous of your snow. I live in Minnesota for the love of god and it’s been 50+ degrees outside for over a week now! It is not the holiday season without at least some freezing temperatures! Yes, I am a freak.
Yay, yay, yay!
::sniff:: I hope I’ll get all mushy about the second one. With this’un I was just a bundle of ambivalence the whole freakin’ time. Upon which my mom blames all the baby’s “issues” - you weren’t bathing that baby in enough happiness!
So, if you believe that crock, CB is going to be one happy, mellow babe!
Yep, that “swoosh swoosh swoosh” is like an angel’s song… especially to a mom who’s been through as much as you have! YAY little CB!
Oh, and the part about penciling in the new lines in the Bible… F’ING PRICELESS. You SLAY me Les!
Congrats!! how exciting! The heartbeat must melt everything
You are so good, even with all the stress you had, your blood pressure and everything is good. glad that you guys get to the dr. safely.
Beeewtifull pictures !
Way to go for the swoosh swoosh. Enjoy your tadpole !
Congratulations! I’m very happy for you. I can’t imagine how incredible that must feel.
That woosh woosh sound is the sweetest sound isn’t it? (Well that and a bottle of wine being uncorked. Speaking of wine…cheers to you!!!)
That is a sound you just never get tired of listening to,isn’t it? I’m so happy everything is going along so great for you.
I think you should do the baby’s room in froggies! With this tadpole/guppy theme you’ve got going here.
I love your emotional roller coaster, it’s raw and true and like the mom we all are, some more outwardly than others. But, scaring the lady in Safeway keeps things hopping, right?
WOOHOO! I am so happy that you have some reassurance!
And yes while you have dealt with snow we in MN have dealt with a downpour of rain and a 2 hr drive into work.
So happy for you—so you were terrified, but not too terrified to take pictures?
I saw all the snow on Monday Night Football last night.
I’m glad everything is going well!
Hooray!!!
Yay, you, Fling! I’m so happy for y’all.
I am so jealous. That has to be such a miraculous sound. I am glad to hear that the fetus is doing well.
Yippee!! Glad you made it there safely and got to hear the heartbeat. That is really a magical moment
Aaaaaw. Congrats on the heartbeat. I can’t wait for that! I still haven’t had my first OB (next week)
I keep asking myself…when is it again that the morning sickness stops? And hoping it’s sooner than later…ugh!
Awww, I’m so happy to read this! So behind on everything too I am. Sorry I didn’t check in sooner. I’ll never forget that sound. Though, we had to go to the hospital for an ultrasound when at my 12 week appt, my doc couldn’t find Scottie’s heartbeat. Turns out I was 10.5 weeks not 12 like I thought. It is the most perfect noise. You should order one of those monitors. I did for about 8 weeks until Scottie got big enough to start kicking or hitting it whenever I would use it.