Heart to Heart

Only ONE week until the END OF MY FIRST TRIMESTER!!! It's been really weird for me, because the moment I found out that I was pregnant, I looked at the week by week calendar and realized that the Sunday before school starts is the beginning of week 13. It has been real bitter sweet for me. Not that Meagan don't love the kids...but you know.
My dear sweet co-worker, Lisa, gave me a Baby Com heart monitor, and I have been sitting on pins and needles waiting for today to arrive so that I could try it out. For about the last month, it has been sitting on the back of the tub eyeing me. Tempting me to open it up and take it for a spin. But I resisted. And this morning, I was up with the sun tearing the package open like a kid on Christmas morning. So we read the instructions again, because after turning it on we see LP, which we find out means Low Power. Shucks! So, I am on the hunt for the appropriate batteries, which for some reason I can't seem to remember are 9-volt and I keep calling them C-volt.
Sunday is grocery store day. I hadn't written the list yet, so I did that this morning. I wrote it real nice and orderly. Once we see the batteries don't work, every 9-volt battery we found in the house, I add it to the list. Poor Justin, he's at the grocery store for like 2 1/2 hours. I didn't understand. But I was at home, nervously patting my foot, waiting for his return with the golden ticketed battery. After we eat, I'm fat full, I climb into the bed and first listen to my own heart beat. It's loud and strong. But I must be moving the monitor thingy because I can't get the rate to hold steady. But at least I know the contraption is working, so now on to Baby.
It says to place it right above my skkdhdi tirawehjhvf, well not exactly, but it may as well have. I figure it's where the two bones in my pelvis meet. Ah ha!! So that is what we do. And we get to moving it around and hear this whooshing sound and then there it is. Thump-thump, thump-thump...Those little galloping horses are taking off, keeping my little one going. Thank You, Father!!
I can't wait until we officially hear it...with the doctor!!