Today marks the middle of my pregnancy, and I went to the Maternal-Fetal Medicine office at the hospital to get the 3D ultrasound done. I mostly wanted this visit to see the better-quality pictures of the baby, but it doen't hurt to have an expert tell you that everything is fine. For starters, the doctor was running a bit behind because of a couple of emergengies prior to my visit. It wasn't such a bad wait, but I felt bad for Dennis, who had to leave for work for it. It doesn't make much sense to sit in a waiting room for a half an hour when you could be clocked in to work. I get it! They were finally ready for us at about 2pm (instead of the 1:30pm appointment time). We got straight to the ultrasound, and the tech checked all of the parts. She again confirmed that we were having another boy. I remember going to this visit with Dennis when I was pregnant with Andrew. It was much different then.
We didn't have any other stressors weighing us down, and the thought of a new baby was exciting for both of us. Since this appointment started a half hour late, was in the middle of the day, and during a rainy day, it didn't start off well. All those bad feelings immediately melted away for me when I saw my little man "swimming" in mommy's belly.He was quite an active little guy. The tech kept trying to get pictures of the heart, but he wasn't being that cooperative. He moved around so much, that she commented that she could get sea sick! :) hahah How funny! She works with ultrasounds all the time as her job, and she mentioned that she never saw such an active baby.
Oh, Boy!! I wonder if this means we are going to be "in for it" with this one! :) Anderw is pretty easy-going and calm, and I would expect the next one to be our wild child. We'll see! The thought was comforting to me then because I just was so excited to meet him! The tech was able to take some good 3D pictures of him for us. He wasn't that cooperative with these photos, but we did get to take home some nice ones. The doctor said that since he couldn't get a great view of the heart, he wanted me to come back in 3-4 weeks to get rechecked. I was fine with that, but of course, there is that small tinge of fear in the back of my mind. I really hope he is okay. The doctor didn't seem worried, and there is not much I can do. I will just have to wait and see, I guess.
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