
That moment you hear that rapid whucka-whucka-whucka sound of a baby's heartbeat is in its own realm.
Standing there, aware of not wanting to get in the way, while still being right there, I remember looking at the mini TV waiting for some sort of shape or sound to emerge. When that sound finally does come, it’s something that stays with you.
Watching the sonographer calmly move their instrument across my wife’s stomach, doing that dance that only a sonographer knows. A combination of Mr Miyagi’s 'wax on, wax off', 'driving the car', and 'the lawnmower'. The sonographer’s choreographed moves are both captivating and nerve-racking.
But, back to that sound.
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Suddenly, that rapid heartbeat of a tiny human emerges through the speakers. You breathe a sigh of relief and realise you can’t stop smiling.
It’s safe to say, I was pumped to become a dad. Like a movie on fast forward, I was imagining playing, family movie nights, hugs and cuddles, trying to get spoonfuls of food into a kid’s mouth, family basketball games, silly wrestling, and chasing them around the house.