Ultrasounds

Ultrasounds are amazing! I love that you can see your baby moving, turning, kicking, sucking its thumb, doing somersaults and other acrobatics. You can even tell if you're having a boy or a girl. Those technicians amaze me. By now I can recognize a lot of things on the screen but the way those techs get around and know exactly what they're looking at takes a very trained eye. Modern technology is amazing. I have always looked forward to my ultrasound appointments.

Almost 2 years ago I had an ultrasound that broke my heart. Our baby boy had died and I cried and cried on that table. The screen didn't show any acrobatics or thumb sucking. Just arms, legs and heart that were perfectly still. It was horrible.

Today, as the technician called me back, I thought I might be sick. The machine I had loved had not been kind last time and I wasn't looking forward to the reunion. I laid back, grabbed Dean's hand and waited for the screen to come to life. That same technician, who 2 years ago had to give us bad news, was showing us the beating heart within 10 seconds of squirting that cold gel on my tummy. She quickly became my friend as she said over and over again how wiggly that baby was and how difficult that baby was making it to take the measurements she needed. I cried on that table again. This time tears of gratitude.

My doctor is thrilled and laughs, in an understanding kind of way, at my nervousness. He is looking forward to seeing me in labor and delivery in August. Boy I hope so.