Okay, so I’m totally bipolar or something. Yesterday I was wallowing in self-pity and otherness. Today…well, today is a different day. A better day.
We had our anatomy scan today, at 18 weeks 5 days. I think they tried to squeeze us in early because, when we went for our 12 week scan, we told the scheduling person that we might be moving to Montreal, like, really soon. Which was fine with me. I was totally jonesing for another peek at Thumper.
We had the same ultrasound tech as last time, which was kind of nice. She spent what seemed like a very long time looking at Thumper’s heart from every possible angle, which had me worried after about the ninth look, but everything was fine. Heart, kidneys, stomach, everything. And no cleft anything. We even got a picture of an outstretched and touching five perfect little toes.
This ultrasound also gave us another opportunity to witness the personality characteristics our little one has inherited from each of us and was more than willing to display. Hubby’s stubbornness, for example. During the entire scan, the baby remained in a curled up position with legs firmly crossed. The little arms also covered half the baby’s face, a shyness that clearly comes from me.
After all the measurements were done, the tech asked us if we wanted to learn the sex of the baby. Not that it would be easy with Thumper in that position, but she’d give it a try. This included pounding on my belly again with the transducer, trying to get baby to stretch out a little. This took several minutes. To the point where Hubby and I had kind of given up and didn’t even realize the tech was still searching in that area.
Then, out of nowhere, the words we’d been waiting for:
“It’s a girl.”
Hubby’s reaction was immediate and intense. Both arms raised above his head, fists in the air, “Yes! Yes!”
So, he’s happy. He hasn’t had a chance to tell his family yet, but I’ve told mine, along with some friends, and they’re all thrilled and excited for us. I’ve already had two offers of copious amounts of pink hand-me-downs.
And, to top off a day already full of excitement, Hubby got to feel Thumper move for the first time today. Our little girl. Kicking away inside me.
Like I said, it was a much better day.