I swear, all day long, I was going crazy with anticipation.
But finally, the time came. We got to the Dr's office 45 minutes early. Sat in the parking lot debating if we should go in, looking to eager, or if we should just wait until the appointment time.
We went in early.
Ten minutes later………………………
Cold goopy gel(I mean COME ON! Warm it up like they do at work!), Ultrasound probe…..
Awwwwww, There's my baaaaaby, there's my boy!
The first thing she did was show us the goods. Yes, he has boy parts. In all his glory.
Then his little heart beating(awwwwwww).
Then the sound of his heart going strong.(Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww)
Then his brain, his stomach, his kidneys his hands, fingers, toes,…. etc.
She pointed out that he was breech, but hey, I'm only 20 weeks 5 days. He'll probably flip several times.(At least he better!)
Got a couple of photos.( Finally a profile one. He looks so cute. Definitely my head shape. Maybe C-Dub's lips, his nose. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Anyway, everything was pronounced fine. I saw my friendly favorite midwife/friend, asked a few questions about constipation. This shit( pun intended) is NOT comfortable! After some suggestions of stuff I had already tried( lots of fiber and water) and others I hadn't ( Colace, Dolcolax and strawberries) off we went until the next appointment four weeks from now.
Afterwards, we went to dinner, talked about our boy some more, disagreed over names once more, then made a trip to Target.
Target. For a baby shower gift for a co worker tomorrow. C-Dub and I did more looking for us than for her, and it was fun. Definitely saner than Babies R Us. Hey, breast pumps, strollers, bottles, nipples, clothes, pack and play, cribs…….yeah. I'm thinking I'm going to have to register soon.
But anyway, it was a great day. My boy is still happy and healthy. And I'm thinking about registering for BABY stuff.
It's a great day.