Showing posts with label 20 week ultrasound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 20 week ultrasound. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

20 week gender scan...it's a....


Caution: Some of this may be TMI/obviously very unscientific....

We had our gender scan scheduled for over five weeks, and Monday was FINALLY  the big day. My husband and I had anxiously been awaiting this appointment. We are people who don’t like surprises/can’t keep surprises from each other. It is our first baby and we are so excited!

The doctor’s office had already changed our appointment from 9:00am to 1:30pm and then they called AGAIN on Monday to change the time from 1:30pm to noon. Ok, earlier is better, so I can’t complain too much. But, let the record show we are accommodating people.

We arrived and we got called back to the room fairly quickly. Everything is all set up. The nurse and technician came in. The technician says, “Sorry, we have to use this to measure your cervix.” UGH. Not the “wand.” I hate the wand…aka the transvaginal ultrasound.

(Hubby did promise that we could go to lunch at the place of my choosing due to the fact that the wand was used during this appointment.)

Then, they put the goo on my belly. The technician asks us if we want to find out the gender.

“YES! We can’t wait.”

She asks, “What do you think it is?”

“Honestly, I think it is a boy. But, my grandmother is fairly sure it is a girl because of how low I am carrying this baby.” (Really, I have no idea.)

So, she starts measuring and pushing on my belly to get the images she wants to see. She starts with the brain. Everything looks good. Then, she moves t o the spinal cord. Everything looks good. Heart has four chambers.  Next, she takes pictures of arms, legs and feet. Everything still looks good.

After about 20-30 minutes, the technician still has not told us if we are having a boy or girl. She hints that she knows what Baby Campbell is. Finally, I can’t take it anymore.

“What is it?” I ask.

“A……..girl.”

Wow. So much for mother’s intuition. However, I could not be more excited!  Girls are awesome! And, I can’t wait to see my husband holding our beautiful baby girl when she arrives in October.  That will be the coolest moment of all time.

We can’t wait!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Baby Campbell...Reveal yourself!

Tomorrow is the big day. It is the day of our 20 week ultrasound/gender scan. We have been counting down the hours. We are so excited and just want to know—pink or blue? Honestly, since it is our first, I don’t care if it is a boy or girl. I really just want them to be healthy.  (I know--that is what everyone says, but seriously….just a healthy baby!)

I woke up this morning and thought for sure it was Monday. But, no, it was only Sunday. Darn it. I couldn’t even go back to sleep.

Last week, the doctor’s office called and had to change the appointment from 9am to 1:30pm. Since we are on summer vacation, and really don’t have anything pressing—we could change the time. I just didn’t want to.

 Ok, I guess you can make us wait a whole four and a half hours later.

Today, I was chatting with my sister. She began to question me.

 “What if they can’t tell if it s a boy or girl? What if Baby Campbell is shy?” (OMG. Seriously…this hadn’t really crossed my mind.)  I tried to come up with some bull s&*t answer about how technology is pretty reliable these days and most technicians know what they are doing.

But, now she has me freaking out.

Today, I bought some orange juice. I read somewhere that would make the baby be a little more active.

They just need one good shot, right?

Then, I was also thinking about how we don’t actually see the doctor tomorrow. She is out of town for a wedding. We have to go back the next day to see the doctor. What if the technician gets a clear shot of the “goods” but, the technician can’t tell us if the baby is a boy or girl…what if only the doctor can tell us? Then we have to wait a whole additional day?

UGH. I think I am starting to go a little crazy. Can I blame this on the pregnancy hormones?

Please, Baby Campbell, reveal yourself. Tomorrow. On time. And please let the technician be able to tell us if we can buy some pink or blue stuff!

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