My heart is in North B.

When I entered the room where the ultrasound was to be performed, I was able to stand next to Salma. The place was pleasant and dimly lit. Beside her, a screen, where the baby would surely appear. And under some equipment, with a chair where I believe the doctor's place was.

As soon as the doctor entered, greeting us, Salma took my hand and I felt a slight tremor and sweat in it. I must be nervous. Because I was really nervous.

The doctor was explaining to her some things that I couldn't pay attention to. But I listened when she explained that she already knew the sex.

As soon as he turned on the screen and ran the device over the gel smeared on Salma's belly, we could see the image on the screen.

That little being inside her already had form. The little body was resting as if lying in the womb of the little mother. It had little arms and legs and the head was a little disproportionate to the body. Then she moved and I jumped, startled, feeling my heart pounding, as if I needed to sho