EMMA’s POV :
- - - One Month Later - - -
“There it is, your baby,” Dr. Martin, our OB, pointed at the screen and I let out a gasp in response.
I was lying on the observation bed, Ian was standing next to me, and our eyes were glued to the screen. I was eighteen weeks along now and it was so interesting to see how my baby had been developing. It was larger than I remembered it and we could start seeing little features.
“You can see the head right here, and the hand,” Dr. Martin pointed to the image resembling a tiny hand.
“Is that a wave?” Ian chuckled.
“I think the baby’s waving at us,” I giggled in agreement. The little hand was moving from side to side like it was waving at us. It was the cutest thing ever.
“And here is the heartbeat,” Dr. Martin did a few cli
