Baby Blog

I have been a bad, bad blogger. Please forgive me.

We went to the aforementioned (is this a word??) doctor for our ultrasound last week. It was a great appointment...much better than last time...

We went for our "big" ultrasound the other day. The appointment was at 8:30 am. I truly haven't seen that time of day for some time now. The appointment went well. Kevin was amazed that there was "really something in there". We didn't find out the gender, being too soon to see everything clearly enough. We go again in another month and should get a full report then.

As the appointment went on, I was getting sicker and sicker. The elevator ride down almost got me but I managed to make it to the car. I had to stop Kevin as he pulled out of the parking spot. I opened the car door and threw up. And threw up some more. I thought it was safe to go so he pulled out onto the busy road. I started heaving again. He yelled to open the door. I couldn't! We were traveling at 40 miles per hour at that point. I lost my cookies in the car on my pants and sweater. So much for our celebration breakfast at IHOP!

But as I said, this month was much better. The ultrasound lasted about an hour. The technician showed us all the parts except the ones that we most wanted to see. Baby just would not cooperate. I hope this isn't indication of things to come. At one point, Baby even had it's legs closed and crossed at the ankles. The tech had me roll to one side (I think I mooned Kevin in the process) and then to the other side (believe me, it's not easy rolling from side to side on that small table). The baby still wouldn't open up and show up it's parts.

Finally the doctor came in took over. He informed us that everything looked good and there were no indications of any abnormailities. He kept looking for another ten minutes. The baby was kicking and moving. At one point, Kevin exclaimed, "Hey, the baby just kicked you!" Yea, I kind of felt that Kev.

Then the doctor interrupted, and asked, "Do you want to know the sex?" I thought that was a silly question at that point, but I just said yes. He wrote FEMALE on the screen and said, "It's a girl". My emotions just flooded and tears ran down my cheeks. I was afraid to look at Kevin because I knew he wanted a boy but I glanced over and he smiled at me.

All three of us were looking at the same screen and for the life of me, I can't see how that doctor made heads or tails out of what was up there. That makes me a little nervous and somewhat cautious to trust this man. He did inform us that he hadn't been wrong in the past 9000 scans so I guess I'll take his word for it.

So, all in all, it was a great appointment and we even got to go to IHOP afterward!