March 29, 2011

Pink or Blue, Part 2

The big day which employed a babysitter, obscenely few trips to the restroom, one very nervous mama, and ten pictures of our little baby, has come and gone. And once I was finally told that I could use the bathroom after our ultrasound, I decided that it had been a very, very good day.

After passing the toddler off to his nana this morning, Jonathan calmly walked out the door as I raced around the car, insisting that WE COULD NOT BE LATE to our appointment. Now, I didn't grow up on a farm, but I imagine that a pregnant lady dashing into the garage at the speed of light probably looked somewhat reminiscent of a chicken running around with its head cut off. It wasn't a pretty sight folks, but we arrived at our appointment on time and were quickly ushered back into a dim little room.

The technician started up the machine, noting my very full bladder (which, incidentally, is the only time I actually appreciate complete strangers commenting on my peeing habits) and then we saw our little peanut. Kicking, stretching, moving, and sucking his or her little thumb- it was amazing to watch. And though I've never met anyone in my lifetime who gets excited over seeing the Circle of Willis in a baby's brain, somehow the technician's enthusiasm and desire to explain the whole process was comforting as she talked us through each and every measurement.

Naturally, those measurements were accompanied by lots and lots of pictures. Extra points to this baby, who was significantly more cooperative than my firstborn during his anatomy scan.

Face Profile
Tiny Toes
Sucking Thumb

In the end, we saw ten fingers and ten toes. In every way a happy, healthy baby. And because I know that so many of you are on pins and needles waiting to hear, we wanted to share that Jonathan and I are still Team Green. We made it past the ultrasound, both of us looking away from the screen when the technician was checking out our little peanut's, ahem, parts. But stay tuned for August... we promise a big reveal to come!


  1. That thumb sucking is stinking cute. He/she is one adorable little in utero baby :-) And don't let anyone give you grief about not finding out the gender. If you can deal with the suspense (and nausea and ribcage kicking...and a toddler) then they certainly can wait!

  2. We found out at 20 weeks with our first. I'm on the fence with the second one. I think it would be amazing to hear the news in the delivery room. But there's also something to be said for being prepared with clothing, etc. beforehand. Congratulations on your newfound patience, and your amazing little one!

  3. I am so excited for you guys. Props to you on not finding out yet, I don't know if I could do it.