Turned louder, the baby’s heartbeat fills the room, reverberating against the walls in a perfect rhythm. The most life-altering, exquisite sound. It’s all I can hear. Above my panted breaths. Above Bo’s seemingly subconscious happy murmurs of amazement. Above everything. The city outside, the voice of anxiety in my head, the subtle creaking of my ribs tightening under the weight of all this change. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. Like a steady train. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. Not a mistake. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. A happy accident.
