PuddleMama had her first ultrasound last week (proudly displayed in the previous post.) Our friends go to the same clinic, and warned us about an angry Eastern European nurse who permits no questions during the ultrasound and otherwise behaves quite rudely. This surprised me, since I would think that taking ultrasounds of babies would bring such happiness to the soon-to-be-parents that the nurse would *have* to be constantly happy. *shrug* Accordingly, I prepared several smart-aleck retorts ahead of time, preparing to let the nurse know how excited and happy we were no matter how rude she was to us, especially since this is our first baby. Much to my dismay, we actually got a very nice nurse, and my retorts were not needed (although I am keeping them in the bank for next time just in case.)
We saw the heartbeat! The ultrasound picture does not do justice to the experience because it is just a still shot. Maybe future ultrasound technologies will spit out cheap memory cards so the couple can share the heartbeat with others (or maybe I should have been smart enough to take a video with my cell phone...) ANYWAY, the heart-beat was quite spectacular, and was beating a rate of 171.85 beats per minute. Dang, that little bug is workin'!
PuddleMama took the high heart rate as further proof of a bloomin' young girl, but my ma said I had a fast heartbeat as well.
The experience was extra-special to us for a very sad reason- PuddleMama's grandmother passed away suddenly last week. Obviously very hard for PuddleMama and PuddleMama's mama, the finality of passing away and the end of life on this earth made the beginning of our little bug's life seem that much more amazing. PuddleMama delcared her Grandma as PuddleBaby's guardian angel. Even though we haven't met PuddleBaby yet, I think we both definitely saw more than a bit of her Grandmother's spirit in that heartbeat.
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