33 Weeks

Monday was quite a memorable day!

I got up as usual and went to work.  The workday was pretty normal, nothing stood out about it.  As I am thinking about it now (and it’s only Wednesday) I can’t remember anything particularly funny or amusing that happened.  The kids at work were okay: they weren’t overly hyper and no one had a meltdown.

So what made the day memorable?

After work, Eric and I headed to our 33 week appointment where we were able to see Baby L  on ultrasound.  This is the third ultrasound and it was just as amazing as the other two…on second thought, it was even better!  We were able to see our baby up close, as up close as it gets without being able to hold him.

He is perfect.

He had both hands curled up by his face and he even stuck his tongue in and out a few times for us.  The ultrasound tech tried to get a better picture of his face but our little stinker decided to turn his face away.  I must admit that the attitude chromosome comes straight from me on this one; I have been known to be a tad stubborn myself.  

This is the face you get when you are attempting to take my photo and I would prefer you not take said photo.

Anyway, back to our son. He has chubby cheeks, a cute little nose, and a seriously intense expression.  His face was scrunched up and he looked to be frowning.  The images were unbelievable.  The fact that I am carrying around a perfectly formed miracle is a thought that is almost too big to grasp.  It was the most detailed ultrasound picture I have ever seen.  We could see the fat rolls around his shoulder and his chest.  The tech could even tell that he has some hair on his little head.  Now he does not get the hair from me; I was bald until I was 18 months old. His dad, however, is another story; lots of dark hair, as you can see.

In the past I've had mixed feelings about the 3-D ultrasound pictures, they've freaked me out a bit. They just look a little strange to me; so I will admit that I was a bit nervous going into this appointment.  I was not sure if our ultrasound would be like the pictures I have seen in the past.  I am so thankful that God allowed us to see our little boy in such perfect detail.  Why was our experience with the ultrasound pictures so much better than others I have seen?

It was different because it is my own child. Imagine that, huh?

I am sure Mom is laughing right about now.  She has been telling me this phrase for years and, of course, she is right.  There you go mom.  How true this saying already is and he hasn’t even arrived yet!