
The doc went with me to the ultrasound room and the found a little baby in there moving around, jumping, squirming (just like its 2-year old brother). I felt the tears in my eyes and the immediate relief. They think the baby's heartbeat was just hidden behind my pulse.
Anyway, everything is really good. But it made me definitely reflect on two good friends who have recently miscarried. I don't know why some babies don't get a chance and some do. I don't know why some awful people get babies so easily and those families who would really give that baby the best home possible don't. I guess that's just part of this telestial life.
But today, I counted my blessings.