Amy just called to say she had gotten back from the doctor and heard our baby’s heartbeat for the first time. She described it as the sound of “tiny little horse hoof-beats.” And that she could hear her own deeper, slower heartbeat in the background. So the baby is tuned in to the elemental rhythm, and making one of its own. The primal funk. What a moment, wish I had been there.
Tilting at windmills for a better tomorrow.