The tech was soooo nice and renewed my confidence in the sonography skills of people in my town. I'd go back there in a heartbeat.
The screen was tilted towards me a fair bit which it never has been before, and I got to watch the whole thing. It was amazing, the things she could manage to measure, and the fact that these measurements are actually indicators of a healthy or unhealthy baby. Modern technology is such a miracle.
The tech never told me what she was doing, but I could follow along pretty well, so at the beginning when she first checked and measured the genitals, I had a pretty good guess as to the gender, but I didn't say anything for fear that I'd be right and have found out when Matthew wasn't in the room. I wanted to share that moment together.
Seriously, though, this tech was awesome. I would guess at what she was measuring and she'd tell me, and we'd have conversations about what she's checking for and what it indicates, blah blah blah. I think she was impressed with my knowledge because at one point she asked if I was a health care professional or something, and I laughed and said, "No, I just like to do my research."
When she was done with the measurements (which took 40 minutes! Baby was not moving around a whole lot and some shots were tough) she brought Matthew and Elijah in and we got to see the baby from all sorts of angles, moving on the screen, etc, and then she showed us what they look for with the gender. At this point baby's knees were together, so it was a little more difficult to tell than before, but we were still able to clearly see the three lines in between the legs that indicate A GIRL.
Yes, that's right. This baby is a girl. I'm going to have a daughter. My mind is completely blown by this fact. We hoped we'd have a girl this time, but I didn't really expect to. Maybe because I'm used to what it feels like, knowing I'm having a boy? And then actually having a boy?
But WHOA. A girl.
Cute little aside here. We were watching Tangled this morning before leaving, and on our way to the u/s Matt said, "Watching that movie really makes me want to have a daughter." I reminded him that other movies could just as easily make him want to have a son, but he felt convinced that it wouldn't evoke the same emotions as having a daughter does. I know what he means, though. It's not to say that the emotions surrounding a daughter are better than a son, they're just different. Watching Peter Pan makes me want my little boy for all the little boyish reasons, like rough and tumble and pirates and indians, and kissing their bruises and tucking them into bed at night, whereas Anne of Green Gables or Tangled makes me want this little girl for all the girlish reasons, like puffed sleeves, secret admirers, braided hair, and sweet and winsome ways.
So anyway, after the ultrasound, I said to Matt, "watching Tangled will take on a whole new meaning now, huh?" and he said, "I don't know if we can watch it anymore now!" because that sweet little baby girl gets taken from her family and it'd be too real to us now. Ahhh my cute husband.
I'm still trying to wrap my mind around this. I feel so abundantly blessed that words are failing me to express it, and so, I'll end with a couple photos and brief details of the u/s.
[caption id="attachment_726" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Little hand above the head, and knees tucked up. The dark space in the chest is her heart, which was beating at 143 bpm."]
[/caption][caption id="attachment_727" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Both legs and feet seen here, and a good, clear profile. "]
[/caption]Oh, and one last detail to include. Most of the measurements were 19w4d, 19w6d, 19w2d, etc. One was 18w6d, which is how far along I am, so we're just saying I'm measuring right on track. October 5th, here we come!
***Post edit: here's how we told my mom! It'll be her first grand-daughter, and she cried when she saw this!***
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