Sam and I spent the next hour on the phone with my midwife's office, my dad, and in contact with the imaging department of the hospital we were at to find somewhere that could fit me in. The best my midwife's office could do was to fit me in the following day at noon. My dad works at Jordan Valley Hospital and called the OBs over there who thought maybe they could get me in tonight. We drove over there (keep in mind, this whole time I had a very full bladder) and eventually found out that they could see me at 5:30 but that I needed to drink another 32 ounces of water before coming in. Being forced to drink and hold in that much water with a little human sitting on your bladder should be a form of torture. But I complied and guzzled at a drinking fountain for 5 minutes then downed a 16 oz. waterbottle while we got registered.
Let me say, it was totally worth it. Seeing the profile of a little baby moving around inside of me was one of the craziest/coolest/awesome experiences ever. I haven't felt baby move yet, I haven't experience the nausea and vomiting that is universally associated with pregnancy, I haven't had insane food cravings, so it was the first time its felt totally real that I am actually pregnant.
The past month or so, whenever I thought of our baby I thought of a girl. I've had a couple dreams with our baby in them and each time its been a girl. I felt like it was going to be a girl but knew it was probably because the only babies I've taken care of have been my nieces who are girls, I am a girl, and so girl seemed like a more comfortable/familiar option. Also, when there is a 50% chance that you are right, you can't take too much credit for being right. That being said. I was right!!! We're having a girl! I really could have let out a flood of tears when the tech told us but I only allowed myself a few. As Sam and I drove away from the hospital I think we both felt a wave a varying emotions as everything started to feel more real. We are mostly just really really excited though!