The Tricky Son? June 18, 2008

The last time I posted, I said we were going in for our “big” ultrasound and hoped to find out gender.  The good news was that baby is perfectly healthy.  Beautiful spine (am I the only one that loves to see the spine on those ultrasounds?), brain, heart everything turned out okay.  Baby measured about 4 days ahead of dates, but that is pretty typical with our children.  They all have long legs that I think throw off the calculations, but having a 6′5″ Daddy will yield long legs.

Unfortunately, baby had legs crossed at the ankles, tucked in my bladder with the cord pulled in between the legs.  It was impossible to see gender.  At first they said, oh probably girl, and then something round appeared and they said “well maybe boy?”  It was decided I’d sneak in in June to take another look.

So Monday of this week I went in for another look.  And wouldn’t you know that the first tech when we got in there said boy! It was crazy, but then another tech came in “just to be sure” and she said, no no it’s a girl.  But baby was (yet again!) in another tricky spot and really hard to see anything the way he/she was laying.  So they said come back later.  hahaha.

So on Tuesday of this week I headed back in again feeling a little… frustrated.  I wasn’t worried about not bonding with the baby, but I am not a waiter.  I am not patient.  And I am a knitter! I have lots of preparation to do for this baby! And I find it easier to get the girls ready for a baby if I can give them a name and we can talk about the actual person that will be marching out of me and rocking their worlds, instead of an abstract “baby”, you know?

So on Tuesday, the tech was saying “girl” but honestly, it just didn’t look like a girl *to me*.  I do realize that I’m not a trained ultrasound person, but I’ve stared at my fair share of ultrasounds of friends and family and heck I have two girls of my own.  It just didn’t look like a girl to me.  Baby was again sitting weird in there.  Legs were criss crossed (when I was little we called this sitting Indian Style but Erich has pointed out that that is probably not the most PC term anymore), and the cord was in between it’s legs still (I’m not complaining, better than around the neck!) and he/she just did not want to “give it up”.  Then baby turned and we realized that the “three lines” we were seeing were his little back end and out popped what Magdalena declared “his peenut!” The tech said she is 98% sure it’s a boy and that she is never 100% sure.  And you know, I’m pretty sure it’s a boy too but that doesn’t stop that nagging fear in my head that they’ll pull a girl out in September. hahaha

So see for yourself.