Today was ultrasound day...when the nurse called to confirm the appointment yesterday she told me to "drink 32 oz one hour before the appointment and hold it.". Apparently, if you have a full bladder, it pushes up the uterus so the doctor can see better. So I followed directions, and entered the office about to explode only to hear, "Dr Averill is running about an hour behind schedule. She had an emergency c-section to take care of this afternoon." AAAAAHH!!!! Thankfully, the nurses were merciful....but I had to keep drinking. I'm really sick of water at this point in the day.
It was just wonderful to see the baby and have the doctor check off all the various body parts (kidneys, four-chambered heart, stomach, bladder, diaphram, CHECK!). We purposely DID NOT find out if we are having a boy or a girl, but rest assured, we are having one or the other. We think Dr Averill may have possibly slipped up and accidentally told us, but we're not sure. At one point, she was commenting on how the baby looked like he/she had a long neck and said, "Well, it would've been perfect if it was a girl". Hmmm...So now, it's going to get into my head that we're having a boy and I'll be shocked if it's a girl. Plus, Dave and I both thought we saw a distinct body part at one point, but then Dr Averill identified it as the "cord insertion". Really? Are you sure? That really looked like a ______. Oh well...The heartrate was squarely in the middle range at 140, so impossible to use that trick to figure it out.
And then she tried to see if she could get some good 3D shots...ummm, yes, we are having a very frightening looking skeleton child according to this picture. It was a little disturbing, so she went back to the good old 2D shots
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