It's a girl! K and I went in for our Level II ultrasound last Wednesday. You have not lived until you've seen what this contraption can do. The sonographer, Sandy, slathered heated gel onto my belly (oh yes, heated, very posh). First thing we saw was the Vegas strip that is our daughter's spine, each vertebrae was lit up brightly and for a second K and I thought, "Alien." We went through all of the vital organs getting a good detailed view of the 4 chambers of the heart pumping away like crazy, her heart rate was good but high, probably the excitement of poking and proding and the banana that I had consumed earlier. Her belly measured just perfectly and we got a really cool, colorful view of the umbilical cord. We then went through her skeletal system and saw her cranium and eye sockets and limbs.
She was bouncing so much and evading the proding that it was difficult to get a good view of her. Finally the sonographer was able to get a good profile shot of her and it looks like she has inherited my lips and K's nose. We saw her smacking her little lips when Sandy was checking her mouth for a cleft palate.
So now we were ready to find out baby's gender. Of course she stopped bouncing and crouched, legs together right under my navel. Sandy patted the area around Pig's butt to try to get her to shift over...nothing. Suddenly, she just flipped over and boo-yah, it's a girl. K was hugging himself in delight. Not that we had a preference but the reality of it all hit us. We weren't having a pig, we were having a little girl. Still weirds me out. K has had random moments of gooey-ness and he'll start cooing and babytalking at my bump. It must look strange to aliens observing us from outer space. "Look, Zork, we were mistaken, the speaking orifice for the female earthling is actually located at her center."
She was bouncing so much and evading the proding that it was difficult to get a good view of her. Finally the sonographer was able to get a good profile shot of her and it looks like she has inherited my lips and K's nose. We saw her smacking her little lips when Sandy was checking her mouth for a cleft palate.
So now we were ready to find out baby's gender. Of course she stopped bouncing and crouched, legs together right under my navel. Sandy patted the area around Pig's butt to try to get her to shift over...nothing. Suddenly, she just flipped over and boo-yah, it's a girl. K was hugging himself in delight. Not that we had a preference but the reality of it all hit us. We weren't having a pig, we were having a little girl. Still weirds me out. K has had random moments of gooey-ness and he'll start cooing and babytalking at my bump. It must look strange to aliens observing us from outer space. "Look, Zork, we were mistaken, the speaking orifice for the female earthling is actually located at her center."
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