As most of you know, much of my college degree was spent in studying music, so I would consider myself extremely fortunate with the amount of beautiful sounds I've been able to listen to in my life. It's hard to top the immaculate precision of Bach's many preludes and fugues, the intense ferocity of Beethoven's 5th symphony, the beautifully rich harmonies of Smetana's symphonic poem, "Ma vlast," and the pure majesty of Copland's "Appalachian Spring." After listening to such exquisite compositions, I really had yet to hear anything more beautiful. How could you possibly top the beauty of a well constructed piece of music?
This morning, Brenton and I witnessed the sweetest sound I've ever heard in my life: our sweet, little baby's heartbeat. And with that healthy 140 bmp, suddenly I felt all my worries and stress simply melt away. The same joys and feelings of wonder that flood my senses as I listen to a beautiful piece of music came rushing into my mind as I lay flat on the examination table of the doctor's office. Tears poured from my face, and I knew that this was truly the most beautiful sound in the whole wide world. All at once the struggles and sickness that have burdened me for the past 12 weeks seemed to be only a heartbeat's flick of time compared to the beautiful sound I now heard. Our baby is alive, he or she has his or her very own heartbeat. Our little angel is just fine.
It is an immense relief to know that I am, in fact, pregnant. There's a real baby in there! And it's healthy! Brenton and I both teared up as we listened to that precious sound. I can't think of anything more wonderful to listen to. There is no composition that can ever compare to that. I wasn't prepared for how overwhelmed I would feel over a simple, hand-held doppler that produced the most wonderful sound in the entire world. I'm beginning to see glimpses of what it will feel like to be a mother, and I never knew my love could increase so much, so quickly, from a simple heartbeat.
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Your voice is one of the sweetest sounds I ever get to listen to, yet it was at its sweetest and most dear the very first moment we heard your loud, healthy cry.
ReplyDeleteKatie,
ReplyDeleteWhen I first read this, I about bawled. Now, almost 3 months later, I am still at that point. You have such a way with words (and music). You are going to be such a lovely, kind, loving mother. Thank you for all you have done for me. It gives me such hope to know that Heavenly Father is a loving father who blesses His children with such experiences as the one you describe here. Best of luck in the next few months! I love you!