Doug and I were conflicted on whether we wanted a boy or a girl. It would be fun to have a little sister for Rachel and we have all of the girl clothes and things. But, it would be fun to have a boy. So we went into the ultrasound with no expectations. When we saw boy parts flash across the screen our hearts skipped a beat and we grinned at each other. The technician didn't have to say it. We already knew.
It's a boy!
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We were happy to see his little feet,
his head and hands.
We were thrilled beyond belief to see his bright white straight bones
and hear his strong heartbeat.
He was wiggly and made it difficult for the tech to get clear measurements. She also announced that I had a low lying placenta. She says, "It's nothing to worry about at this point. But they will want you to come back in a few weeks." I, of course, went home and looked it up on the internet. I realize that was not the wisest course of action. I began to worry that we'd have horrible complications. I am grateful for priesthood blessings and the power of prayer. I am no longer worried.
We go in for our followup appointment tomorrow. I can't wait to see our little boy again.
I am so happy for you!
ReplyDeleteHooray! and hooray for cousin buddies! :)
ReplyDeleteLet me warn you ahead of time, your little guy will absolutely steal your heart. As much as I love my girls, there's something about that mother-son relationship... It's pretty special.
Congratulations!
I'm amazed you could tell it was a boy before the tech told you. I'm always so confused when I look at those pictures. :)
ReplyDeleteAngie, I've always wondered how they could be sure about the girls. I didn't feel like you could really see anything. But that seems to be the point. The boy was seriously unmistakable.
ReplyDeleteYesterday's ultrasound showed the baby right on target. The placenta is still low so we have to go back again in January.
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