I hadn't admitted to anyone, not really even myself, just how worried I had been that when the image of my womb came up on the screen, it would be empty. Or the baby wouldn't be the size it should be, and that it would have stopped growing weeks ago.
I don't know if I can do justice to the moment when the scanner moved across my abdomen and a very clear picture of the little life inside appeared on the screen.
As I stared at baby's little profile, his or her tine nose and little hands, and watched the heartbeat flickering inside baby's tiny little chest, tears began to stream down the side of my face and into my hair. It was without a doubt the most magical moment of my life.