Woah! How could I have forgotten to write this entry?!! Oh yes, that’s because I’ve been putting off finding a scanner to make record of the new images of baby we’ve got! Will do that in a bit, promise!
Anyway, last Monday Bill and I went to the doctor’s for my twenty week ultrasound (in reality this was nineteen weeks as I’m in England for week twenty). This was terribly exciting as this was the big chance to have a peep and see whether I’m carrying a little baby boy or a girl.
I was a little nervous as I’d been told that it’s not always possible to tell and I so wanted to be able to go home for Christmas and be able to share the news with Mum and Dad. Turns out my fears were unfounded though as once the technician ascertained that we did indeed want to know the sex she apparently had no difficulty at all in evaluating the evidence. Our baby is somewhat of an exhibitionist it seems and kept flashing the lady!
Yeah, I know, the ultrasound was to have a look to check baby is developing properly, screen for complications and accurately establish the baby’s age, and all we were excited about was finding out the sex! Silly!
The ultrasound was weird. This time I had the full jelly on the belly deal. Having heard horror tales of pregnant ladies having to drink glasses of water to fill their bladders and then lie uncomfortably on the table willing themselves to keep it all in I was relieved to be asked to use the toilet before hand. Phew, no such torture for me. (Sound waves travel better through water so a full bladder can help act as a window and achieve a better image) I was expecting the transducer to be moved across my tummy but once she had found the baby the technician kept it in practically one spot and merely angled it to get different views.
She started off by looking directly down at baby’s head and taking measurements. At this point I had no idea what she was looking at as it was like squinting at one of those Magic Eye pictures on the monitor. Then she angled the transducer and lo and behold a baby appeared on screen! Most of the time this was a fuzzy mess of pixels but then it would suddenly spring into focus before elusively collapsing into a pulsing ants nest again. Those moments of clarity though were quite amazing.
Baby got a thorough check up. Everything apparently looks great and the lady was even able to take a good look at his mouth and make sure the upper lip has formed correctly, so no cleft palette for our little one.
We got to see a fantastic view of the four chambers of the heart, and we could even see a valve opening and shutting on screen. She also checked out the brain, pointing out the hemispheres to us, and that is also apparently developing well.
Bill and I were very excited and afterwards we were given a clutch of images to take home with us to show the parents. One of which has a nice little cursor carefully positioned to point out the pixels which supposedly make up a little penis! Yes, it’s a BOY!
Here’s a scan of the best picture we got, I’ve also turned it on its side because I think it’s easier to make out what is going on when you look at it that way round. Definitely looks like a baby now!
Bill is thrilled. I’m resigned to having a house full of men. Hehe nah, I’m happy too! I had a feeling Sproglet was going to be male. Since getting pregnant whenever I have dreamed about our future child he’s always been a little boy.
Out of amusement I should also mention that the Ancient Chinese guessed right too! There was a chart on the office wall saying this baby sex predictor was found in a tomb in China. You just find the age the mother will be at birth, and the month of conception and, in my case, hey presto….it’s a boy! Probably bogus, but amusing.
More baby stuff…
When I arrived at Mum and Dad’s on Thursday they took me up to my bedroom and I was overwhelmed to find a heap of tiny little presents for my little boy. They’ve gone mad and spoilt the little chap already. I now have some really cute white newborn babygrows and bodysuits with little pictures of animals on them. Baby also got a pack of three yellow rubber ducks and a most fantastic gymnasium. The gymnasium is one of those colourful play mats (or tents really) with the soft fabric cross bars from which all sorts of fun things hang to play with. It’s very cool and I’m sure little Sproglet will have much fun with it.
Oh! here it is:
I also got to see Baddit Jr! Oh my God! My Dad is the best! He’s very different to my rabbit, a little less seventies without corduroy dungarees on but adorable none the less. He’s not quite finished yet but I’m very impressed. I think Dad did have to delegate the knitted jumper to Mum as he said he started to knit it up but if he’d carried on he’d still be working on it five years from now!
Mum’s got the knitting bug at the moment anyway. She’s spending her convalescence hoping to do lots of art and crafts and has started off well by making herself a cardigan and then following that up with a cardy for baby. We’re thinking even a May baby might get chilly in the evenings in Atlanta. I went down town to get her some wool so I got to choose the colour…I wanted orange but was out of luck there so it is going to be bright red instead! No minging stereotypical baby pastel blues, yellows or white here!
Can you tell I’m a tad excited?