Monday, March 03, 2008

And the Horse You Rode In On

Like may IF'ers, I have a fetal heart thing. You know what I mean; a fetal Doppler stethoscope monitor thing.

That may not be the technically correct term, but you know what I mean.

I think I may have mentioned it before; H got it for about $100 on e-b-a-y.

And even though Spunketta kicks like a soccer star, well, we still use it. (Because you just don't KNOW, do you?)

Anyway, H (who considers himself the expert) is applying the heart thing to my belly. He experiments a bit to impact the sound (why? boys and toys, I assume.)

Finally, he gets a sound he likes: it's loud, sharp and there's an echo.

"What's that?" asks Mama, who's in the room.

"That's the sound of the baby."

"Ah," she says. "That explains why there's so much kicking."

H and I look at each other, perplexed. Why?

"He's got a horse in there."

4 comments:

Cathy said...

Too funny.

Cynthia said...

HA!!! That is wonderful.....

Bea said...

Hehehe.

I hope it's not a pony, though. From so many angles - where would you keep it? Would your health insurance cover it? How would you give birth to it...?

Bea

SaraS-P said...

I know there is an "eat like a horse / eat for 2" joke somewhere in here, but I am having trouble forming it.

Mama makes me laugh!