We had the last ultrasound today and the baby passed with flying colours - everything "normal" and looking good. The baby is a full and even one pound in weight, and didn't seem to be nearly as active as the last ultrasound. At one point the technician, Matt, took screen shots that he used to simulate the baby waving ("Hi Mom") and then nodding its head at us - we got a big laugh out of that. One of my intentions around this baby besides the usual "healthy, intelligent, and beautiful" is that the baby have a good sense of humour.
The baby is 20.5 weeks in age and the due date is 11/3/08, although my doctor said to allow an extra week on either end. To me... the baby is going to come when the baby's ready to be here - not much to "allowing" on my part.
And the big news is... our baby is a BOY! At our last appointment, Matt tried to learn the sex and said, though it was really too early to know for sure, his best guess was that it is a boy - and he pointed to the 'evidence'. I think both Jason and I needed that seven weeks between ultrasounds to get used to the idea that we may indeed be sharing our lives with a boy!
Later in the appointment, Matt said the baby was touching himself. I said, "Really?! Let me see!" Matt angled the wand to between the baby's legs and sure enough... there was his hand.
"Don't worry," Matt said, "he'll only do that until he's about... 94 years old."And so it begins...
Enjoy!
