Heartbeats.

This morning as I woke up, my sweet little boy pulled me to his chest and told me "to cuddle mama." As I layed my head on his little chest, I could hear his little heartbeat. I closed my eyes and thought about how thankful I am to have Brodie in my life. 

This afternoon, I layed on a table and patiently waited as the sweetest nurse tried to find another heartbeat. I was nervous. I've had spotting and bad cramps the last few weeks. I also experienced the loss of a nephew/niece due to a miscarriage. The lady finally smiled and I heard it...the sweetest sound in the world. My baby had a healthy, strong heartbeat at 167 bmp.

Today, I'm thankful for heartbeats. They are music to a mama'a ears.