I was out with friends tonight enjoying a blues band at a local bar & grill when I noticed I missed a call from Birthmom’s mom. Since it was late, I was quite worried about what was happening, so I called back and learned they had a fire and that Birthmom had inhaled smoke. A few minutes later, I got another call that Birthmom was being taken to the ER, and my friend graciously jumped up with me and ran me over to the ER.
Birthmom looked a little worse for the wear, but seemed to be doing okay, and I was glad. I was still very worried about the baby until the nurse used the portable machine and let us hear the baby’s heartbeat. This was the first time I’ve gotten to hear the heartbeat, and my heart fluttered with joy when I got to hear how strong it was. Birthmom and baby are doing well…on their way home now to rest.
As I sat in the room with Birthmom, Birthgrandma, and Birthuncle, I realized how quickly our family has grown not just by one, but by four.
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