After a few errands and dropping my kids off at a friends house, I went to meet Ross at our BIG ULTRASOUND appointment. Because I'm 35 years old (geriatric) and went into preterm labor with Natalie, my ultrasound was at the Maternal Fetal Medicine office connected to Tacoma General.
Before we arrived, Ross confessed his anxiety over the ultrasound. "This is why I don't like you being pregnant." The ultrasound pretty much verifies that we are not in control of the development of this baby and we just have to accept whatever is discovered. . .
Our technician was very nice as was the Doctor doing her ultrasound Fellowship who joined us. However, I think we're in for a big treat with this little one. A very squirrel-y baby in utero = a very active baby outside??? Our Technician kept making funny little remarks about the baby not cooperating and giving her a hard time. That part of the ultrasound lasted about 45 minutes. The Fellowship Doctor then had her turn to take some measurements and images, which lasted about 15 minutes.
They then went to discuss the images with the MFM Doctor to see if everything was satisfactory. The Doctor returned with them and started taking more images of baby's heart. I could tell that Ross was starting to become very nervous (as we had had some "markers" on Natalie's heart during her 20 week ultrasound--turned out just fine). After 15 minutes of looking at the heart, the blood flow in the heart, and all the chamber, the Doctor realized she was keeping us in suspense and finally proclaimed that everything looks great, they just like to have "really good" images of the heart.
I'm surprised Ross didn't just melt to the floor with relief. Poor guy.
So all is well with Baby #3. Now have a cute picture of baby knee-to-nose in profile. And all we have to do is wait a few more month to meet--in December. (And my cervix looked fine, even long, so that is not going to be a preterm labor indicator after all.)
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