I spend a lot of my non-working hours sleeping. I don’t have any morning sickness, I’m just tired. At church yesterday, I could barely stand through some of the mass. I have to sit down; I don’t have any stamina.
We had an ultrasound on Friday. With every ultrasound, Dean and I are clutching hands, our hearts pounding. It’s eery how your emotions can tip-toe between happiness and despair. Because we’ve been there around this same timeframe. A healthy baby with a flickering heartbeat one week, then a no more baby the following week. It is gut-wrenching, I want the world to swallow me up, kind of pain.
I stared at our obstetrician, trying to read her face as she looked at the monitor, then she turned the monitor towards us and said, “There’s the heartbeat.” Tears rolled down the sides of my face. For us, every confirmation of a healthy baby is like the biggest milestone in our lives. The baby is 9 weeks as of Friday. Thank you to everyone for all of your prayers and good thoughts. Your support means the world to us.
Have you read the heart-warming story of Saroo Brierley? Born in poverty in India, five-year-old Saroo and his older brother went to the train station to collect fallen pocket change. They were separated and unbeknownst to Saroo his older brother ended up getting killed by an oncoming train. Saroo hopped onto a train trying in vain to find his brother, only to have the train take him hundreds of miles away from his hometown. He was taken in by an orphanage and adopted by a family in Australia, but he never lost out hope that he would one day find his family.
Make sure you have tissues on-hand!
This is the 3 minute Google clip, advertising Google Earth which was the app Saroo utilized to help him trace his runaway journey.
Here is a detailed 28 minute segment featuring Saroo’s birth mother and adopted mother meeting each other on Sixty Minutes.