10.09.2013

bows and ribbons

I'm sure every mother to be waits in eager anticipation to find out the gender of her little fetus. (I don't understand how someone waits until birth?!). I had my ultrasound scheduled for Monday at 3:20. I drank all the water I was supposed to by 2:20 and was dying to use the bathroom by the time we got to the hospital but they need water in your bladder to see certain parts of the ultrasound. We were relieved that we were only 10 minutes late. I gave the receptionist my insurance card and photo ID. I must have looked like a child watching kittens get slaughtered as she told me that they don't except my insurance and I would have to reschedule my ultrasound somewhere else. I held it together. I don't know how I held it together but I held it together. With all the hormones of pregnancy and the news that I'd have to wait any extra amount of time to find out the gender of my baby and see it in my tummy I held it together. 

     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!
My favorite shot of them all. Her head is at the bottom and her legs are up on top. I don't know why she's so scrunched up, there should be plenty of room right now! She was moving like crazy the whole time. Her head would be on the left side, then on the right. The tech asked me if I'd drinking something sugary or eaten before I came. (I didnt!) 

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