October 29, 2011
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The last time I had heard a doppler, I was greeted with relative silence. When the midwife found the baby's heartbeat, I got a little teary. I was surprised to feel no self-pity, but pure joy for Lori. Her baby was alive and kickin', and all the pain and frustration of her day would soon produce a sweet reward. "Lori, that's one of the most beautiful sounds in the world!" (Not for pure auditory enjoyment, because, to be honest, it's a little fuzzy and crackly, but as an indicator of LIFE, what an encouragement!)
I changed my tune, because the next most beautiful sound is a baby's first cry. Air in those lungs.
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