Yesterday I had a doctor appointment for our little cashew. There were numbers like 4.6 inches and 3.5 ounces that were lovely to hear and imagine but honestly the imagery of an avocado was more helpful. But then there was one of my favorite numbers, the number I can hear not just with my ears but with my heart. Yesterday that number was 155. One hundred and fifty-five beats per minute of my little cashew's heart.
It is not the first time I have gotten to hear this sound but every time it gives me pause. This is my child! It is the most beautiful sound.
And as I listen this morning to the birds chirp outside and the hum of the refrigerator I cannot help but go back to yesterday and think of my favorite sound. The thu-wumps of this little miracle growing inside me is definitely the best chorus of all.
I'm grateful for the technology we have today to let mothers connect with their babies. I'm so grateful to hear the cashew's heartbeat and hear the usual acrobatics he or she is doing in there. I'm grateful that my husband can join me for these appointments and hear his child. I'm grateful for a healthy heartbeat and how it makes my own heart skip a beat at hearing this little miracle. I'm grateful to have managed to not cry at any of my appointments so far despite the barrage of hormones and beauty of this perfect sound. And I'm grateful for this process of motherhood.
Do you have a favorite sound? Do you have a favorite or lucky number? Or do you hear a number that has special meaning to you?
May today bless you with hearing the sweetest sounds. May you find joy in the little things. Have a beautiful day!