Back in January and February, Karen and I spent a lot of time in Bulgaria. On our first (or second?) weekend there, we went to see the movie Book of Eli. Karen wasn’t feeling well, and spent most of the movie in the theatre bathroom.
That was not the only night she did not feel well on the trip — it continued for most of the trip.
Suspicions were raised.
Karen returned to London a week before I did, and suspicions were confirmed shortly thereafter. She made a doctor’s appointment — because that’s what you do — and the doctor asked her to go have a test done, due to a pain in her abdomen.
So, standing on an underground platform in Sofia, I received a phone call. Everything was OK.
And Karen had just seen our baby’s heart beating.
That was nearly two months ago. I have now seen — and heard — our baby’s heart beat as well. I have no idea what this means for the Big Bad Blog, and there are no plans for his to become a blog on parenting, but my life does inform its content to some degree. Those who want to hear more can pay attention to the (very) newly created parenting category on the Big Bad Blog, where I will hide all future baby/infant/child type news.
So there you have it. Baby time.