Well, I know I promised pictures of my belly at 20 weeks, but I’ve seriously misplaced my camera. I am in the process of packing my apartment up and somehow I have lost my camera in the fray. So no belly pics until I find it, sorry. I even look kind of cute today.
Also- we found out….IT’S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE is a boy. No questions. I was going to scan in a picture from the ultrasound and show you the goods that determined my man’s boy-ness, but alas, our scanner at work doesn’t properly scan ultrasound photos. I just spent 15 minutes trying to scan in a picture of my unborn child’s penis and can’t get it to show up electronically. But trust me- there is NO MISTAKE it is a boy. It was the first thing we saw: “man junk”. Other things we saw were: a ginormous (measuring in teh 96.66 percentile) skull with a super smart working brain inside it, a beautiful heart with all chambers pumping away, a pretty liver and set of lungs that have yet to be tarnished by pollutants and alcohol. It was refreshing to see those things inside of me. Plus he has adorable little feet and hands. Oh and his lips and nose are so pretty. I know it’s difficult to imagine seeing all of this on a grainy ultrasound but trust me, he’s awesome. The only thing I don’t like seeing is the spine and rib bones. They’re so tiny that he kind of looks like a fish and I don’t like the idea of having bones growing inside of me it’s weird. I’m REALLY glad he has them and all, I’d just prefer not to see them.
How do we feel about this boy news?! Excited! We have a kazillion boy names that we both like. Almost everyone we know has boys so we’re also going to be getting enough hand me downs that I may never have to purchase clothing for the boy.
And it’s funny, all of the sudden G has noticed I am pregnant. Every so often he will point at my belly or smile at it now. I think that dragging him to the doctor allows him to see that I”m not just gaining ice-cream weight, but I’m actually growing a real person. It is his SON who is responsible for my pimply face and growing midsection. 🙂
So the doc said things were a-OK and wonderful. The only thing is we may have to go in for another ultrasound down the road to make sure the placenta is in the right spot. Right now he said it’s kind of low-lying, and if it doesn’t move we might have to do a c-section. This is scary, yes- but the thought of a c-section doesn’t terrify me in the same way that pushing a 8-10 pound baby through my vagina terrifies me. (My family makes big babies.) All in all it just means I’ll get an extra glimpse of the bugger before he comes out which is FINE by me. 🙂
The first thing the boy got from his mom was a Tressel vest onesie and a hilarious book entitled Cowboy and Octopus. It was a fantastic weekend.