The midwife intern feels around my abdomen, but is unable to detect my uterus. She is also unable to find the heartbeat with the fetal heart monitor pressed just above my pubic bone. I can't help but feel a little concerned, but force myself to stay calm.
She needs to an internal exam to find my uterus. I hold my breath as she feels around for what seems like 5 minutes, but Dan later says is just a couple seconds. Panic starts to set in. Suddenly I am certain that all the tests were wrong. I'm not really pregnant after all.
Then, at last, her face -which I have been intently staring into- breaks into a huge grin.
"There's a baby in there"! She exclaims gleefully.
Relief washes over me in a big wave, and I grin back. There's a baby in there.
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