This morning we went to get an ultrasound of our upcoming child. We had a friend come over and watch the kids and she made them pancakes for breakfast (our appointment was downtown at 8:30 in the morning). We asked the older kids if they wanted to go, but they wanted to stay and have pancakes. Laura was shocked nobody wanted to go along to see the ultrasound to which I replied “We have babies more often than we have pancakes.”
head and torso
We got there early enough to get coffee (thankfully) and I’ll come back to that in a little bit. we went upstairs, checked in and waited our turn.
The ultrasound tech came out and got us and began asking Laura a bunch of questions about what tests she had done. Another question was if she had an appointment to meet with her midwife later today. It was all a bit odd, not invasive, not offensive, but a little odd.
feet
Measurements were taken of just about everything – head size, femur length, etc. It seemed thorough and at the same time a little disconcerting because it took so long. Normally when Laura has had ultrasounds the technician would wipe the goop off the her belly and the radiologist would come in afterwards as more of a formality. This time the goop was left on. Taken with the questions beforehand and the length of the ultrasound we were getting a bit scared.
Fortunately everything is fine. The radiologist came in and said that everything looks great and left. In hindsight the technician and radiologist were simply acting as if Laura had had several other successful pregnancies because that wasn’t information they had at hand, nor could they be expected to.
Afterwards we went back downstairs to the place where we got coffee beforehand. It’s a piroshki place, and I had the idea that we should pick up a few to have for Christmas Eve dinner (we were having it rather early due to mass schedule) as well as a few for our friend who was watching our kids. Laura and I also split a spinach, egg and cheese piroshki for breakfast. It was absolutely delicious and I’m looking forward to having them for dinner.
So here’s a video of “coconut” (because constantly referring to him or her as “unborn baby” is tedious) as of this morning. You can see the right hand above the head moving around as well as the heart beating.