Song Series #2: To Whom It May Concern



My three-year-old had been pleading for “a girl baby” for months, and shortly after we rang in the New Year, my husband and I consented to try.  On Valentine’s Day, I learned I was pregnant. Around the first day of spring, we went for our first ultrasound.

I waited for the ultrasound technician to say, See that flicker? That’s the heartbeat. She didn’t say it.

They scheduled another ultrasound for nine days later. And in those nine days, we waited to find out whether we’d return to a heartbeat or darkness.

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