So I got a phone call from Mandy last night. I have to tell you, for the past few months, when I've seen her number in my caller ID, I've gotten a bit nervous.
Mandy is just a few days away from being halfway through this pregnancy. But understandably, she's been a bit of a nervous pregnant person and I suppose some of it has rubbed off on me, in spite of all my "I've done this and you need to relax" wisdom. :)
So I answer the phone and I hear, "da dump, da dump, da dump." Just as I'm thinking there's something wrong with the connection Mandy comes on and says, "Did you hear that Mom?!!!"
Let me tell you how blessed I am that Aaron is my son-in-law. Um...Aaron is Mandy's husband but more importantly, he's the father of my next grandbaby. LOL
After such a struggle to even get, much less STAY, pregnant, Mandy was very comforted by the ultrasounds her specialist did every week for the first three months. That's every single week, folks. And each time, she got to hear the baby's heartbeat.
Once she was referred to her regular ob/gyn because she was no longer high-risk, the weekly ultrasounds stopped. That means the weekly hearing of the baby's heartbeat stopped.
Aaron knew that this upset her. After all, she still couldn't feel the baby move.
I get it. I really do. But Aaron REALLY got it!
So he went on line and ordered a Doppler for Mandy. See? How lucky am I to have him for a son-in-law?
But....when he ordered it, he failed to notice that it would ship from....are you ready?....CHINA.
OK, guess how long it takes to get a shipment of anything from China.
I almost fell out of my chair laughing when she told me, weeks and weeks ago, that Aaron was giving her a Doppler but heaven only knew when it would arrive. LOL
It arrived yesterday.
And last night I picked up my phone and I heard, "da dump, da dump, da dump."
She now has a simple instrument that she can put on her tummy and hear her baby's heartbeat.
Mandy turned thirty on Sunday. That means it's been thirty years since I had my last baby. Let me tell you, times have changed. We had an educated guess that the baby would be a girl but only because rumor had it a faster heartbeat usually meant a girl. There was absolutely no data that I knew of to back this up, but I counted on it being true because I wanted another baby girl. :)
We certainly did not know, until the doctor held the baby up and said, "Yep. It's a girl!"
I have to tell you, I love technology. I often wonder if perhaps we've become too dependent on technology. Do little kids still go outside at dusk and chase fireflies? Do they actually walk away from their computers or Wii's or Nintendo DS'es long enough to go outside and breathe and do the things I did when I was little?
Is there even such a thing as a mom-to-be who doesn't know if she should decorate in pink or blue?
Sometimes I wish we could return to the days when things were simpler. But just this one time, I'm extremely thankful for technology.
Da dump...da dump...da dump....music to this Nana's ears.