Last Thursday, I hit 19 weeks, and we had our second ultra sound. I scheduled it for first thing in the morning this time, since with our last ultra sound (lunch time) I was super distracted and got nothing done beforehand. Louie and I headed over to the
hospital's fetal diagnostic center where they do all the ultra sounds. We got there right on time, but had to wait about 15 minutes. Ugh.
Our ultra sound tech's name was Kathy. She was a different tech than the first time around, but I really liked her. She was super sweet and positive. She took us into our room and got us all set up, asked us a few questions, and we told her we didn't want to know the gender. She squirted the goo on my belly and BAM there was my little sprout up on the screen!
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What a difference 7 weeks can make! I thought Sprout looked like a baby back at 12 weeks, but now every feature was so defined! Kathy did a bunch of measurements to track Sprout's growth and make sure things were developing properly. She told us everything she was looking at. She looked at the brain, the heart, the kidneys, the placenta, my cervix, the amount of amniotic fluid, where the cord attaches to Sprout, and how blood is flowing throughout Sprout's system. It was so cool! Then, we got some adorable profile shots, hand shots, etc. Kathy had us close our eyes as she looked at Sprout's bladder, legs, and feet so we wouldn't accidentally see anything. It's like she knows me! I may or may not have been hoping to "accidentally" see something, but she made sure we stuck to our guns.
Side Note: I know you're asking yourself, "Why don't they want to know the gender?" Well, we want to be surprised. We don't want to set any expectations beforehand, and we both think it will be a very magical experience to find out at delivery. Let me tell you, it's not easy! Especially, when you see all the adorable clothes on the clearance racks and think, "Man, if I just knew what we were having, I could save us so much money!" Super unnecessary, but definitely tempting. Plus, I like the idea of having a lot of gender neutral stuff that we can use with our next kid. Wait, next kid? Oh yeah, next kid!
For what it's worth, the four people I know who have psychic abilities - including my friend's little girl - have all said/alluded that Sprout is a girl. I was originally thinking boy, but now I'm not so sure. We'll see who is right!
So, once we were all done, Kathy gave us our string of pictures (to be uploaded to Facebook later today) and went to check things over with the doc since I didn't have an appointment with Jane, my midwife, that day. After a 10 minute wait, we were OK'd to head on out! Sprout is looking great!!
On Friday, while I was sitting at my desk, I had the pleasure of feeling Sprout banging around my belly. The kicks and bumps and turns and twists have become more evident lately, and I'm loving it! Kathy did say my placenta is posterior (on the back of my uterus) which is very conducive to feeling movement. I'm all for that!
Then, yesterday after lunch, Sprout was banging around more, so I decided to lay down and put my hand on my belly to see if I could feel anything. After holding my breath for what seemed like forever, BUMP! Right on my hand! I called Louie into the room and put his hand where I was feeling the bumps. I asked, "Did you feel that?!" He said yes, and I yelled, "THAT WAS THE BABY!!!!" The look on his face was priceless! We are always going to have this memory, and honestly, it was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my whole life. I love this kid!