When you are carrying a baby, it's impossible not to worry and wonder if things are going well. I try not to dwell on the things I can't change or control, but this is our baby! You can imagine my mind occasionally goes to "What If" Land. But...today, we not only got to see Chickpea again, we also got a perfect report card for all of the tests - the results honestly couldn't have been any better. WHEW! I was practically walking on air on the way out, thinking to myself that this was the best possible Mother's Day gift anyone could ever ask for.
That, and these pictures of our wriggling, stubborn Chickpea (it took them a LONG time to get pictures of the face, and when the baby finally moved in place, the little one wouldn't stop moving!):
Profile 1 (head to left, looking up)
Profile 2 (look at the little arm up over the side of the head...at least I think it's the arm!?)
FOOT! Nom nom.
My personal favorite - side profile of a little hiney (to the right) with a curled-up frog leg!
This is of the face from straight-on. Does anyone else think this looks a little like the button-eyed kids in Coraline? Hee! We saw the baby in this position waving it's arms in the air like s/he just didn't care, too, and it was quite hilarious! So far we know that Chickpea is very active, stubborn, and a comedian - who said you can't learn about your baby from ultrasounds? ;o)
The baby was measured at just over 14 ounces and 10 inches long. Now we know why my belly popped so much in the last month. Grow, baby, GROW! 20 weeks down, 20 (give or take) to go. Also, they moved our due date up one day from September 23 to September 22! My dad will be happy to know this, because he called that as our delivery day using the lunar calendar (a trick my grandma used that led to an uncanny record of correct birthday guesses).
And speaking of my dad, it's his birthday tomorrow! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, daddio! We all love you so much -- Chickpea says s/he can't wait to meet you! (((HUGS)))
P.S.: One last thing...I know I'm rambling but I'm clearly on a high from having seen our sweet baby today. When we walked into the scan room, they asked if we would be finding out the gender. We said no, and later were told that only about 10% of people these days don't want to find out if their baby is a boy or girl. I was shocked! C'mon, people...whatever happened to the element of surprise?!