They Call Me the Space Cowboy

I think I will be 70 years old and asked to name one of the happiest moments in my life and it will be the day of our eight week ultrasound. My mom and dad were in town, so mom went with us to the ultrasound. I was praying the entire time. I was beyond nervous. This is where things went wrong last time. Dr. Jabara saw the heartbeat, we heard the heartbeat and then we saw an amazing sight on the big screen. Our baby danced. Through the moving and grooving the baby was saying “look at me. I have a heartbeat and I can entertain!” Not only did the baby dance, so did rest of us with Dr. Jabara leading the way!
I remember being so excited the first time I felt movement. It was amazing! Movement was meant to be a huge part of my pregnancy. Peak moments for dancing or gymnastics were during the bath (which was supposed to relax me) and moments of deep sleep. Bless the little baby who slept during the day when mommy was dragging, exhausted from the nights of feeling the space cowboy.