June 4th was pink or blue day. It was much anticipated by not only us but most of our family and friends too. We started the morning off by waking up early and me downing 32 oz of water in 30 minutes...if you've never done that, well don't unless you have too. Then we had breakfast and I had some juice so the baby was very wiggly by the time we got to the hospital.
We finally got to the ultrasound room and I thought my bladder would explode. The technician started using the probe (what is that thing called anyways?) to see the baby. Baby was very wiggly and uncooperative and kept going lower and lower and she kept making me lower my pants and the blanket down so she could find the baby. After checking the heart and the organs, she let me go to the bathroom. When I came back, it was more measuring. Every time she would get a good measure on one leg, baby would completely move around and she would lose the other leg she was trying to measure...This happened a lot.
Finally it was time to go look for the gender...Well baby wasn't having any of that so baby decided to wrap the umbilical cord between the legs. The tech was brought to laughing at this point because baby was wiggly and uninterested in making her job any easier. She went back to trying to measure bones and then went for the second time to look for gender...NOPE. Baby still wasn't interested and moved to the opposite end of me and she lost her view. This is about the point where Steven realized that baby really is as wiggly as I say, even if you can't feel all the moving!
Back to measuring...really I think she was just stalling so we could try a third time to see the gender. So, while stalling, we got to see tiny little feet:
The face from the top...kind of scary looking for us at first because all you see are the giant eye sockets.
A profile picture:
The blur is because baby was trying to eat his/her hands. Well, little ones are rather uncoordinated at this point and before the hands got into the mouth, they smacked the face a few times...but baby finally got those hands in there to suck on. No thumb sucker for us, but that's ok by me.
Finally, she told us she would go look at the gender the third time. She assured us if she couldn't find it, she would have her manager come and try before they officially gave up.
And...
It's a BOY which officially makes this day BLUE day. Third time looking is the charm I guess.
He was really wiggly (ya that happens with juice we've learned) so most of our pictures are hard to decipher in person, let alone the scanned images.
He was measuring right at 20 weeks and 0 days (which is exactly where we were). He has all his pieces. His 4 different heart sections are all developing (that is so neat to know his little heart already has valves opening and shutting at 20 weeks!). All in all, he's right on schedule. I can't remember the weight she guessed but it was whatever it should be right at 20 weeks.
After, we talked to my doctor and she checked on me and the baby's pictures and everything is fine there too.
We called my mom to tell her first...well right when we were about to tell her "It's a..." my dad called from Australia. Sorry mom, dad's calling long distance. He was using a calling card so I had to answer his call. So, my dad was the first to know...and he called at 3 am AU time to find out. Then we called my mom back...she was happy to finally know. Then we called Steven's house- no answer. Steven's dad's work phone- He answered and got to find out while he was buying a boat. Then, we finally got a hold of Steven's mom on her cell phone. She was in the doctor's office with Andrew and she was giddy to find out pink or blue. We only got to talk to her for about a minute and then she called later and got the full scoop.
So, it's a boy! We are pretty excited about that! We were worried at first because of our lack of boy name ideas. But, we've been working on it and it's getting better. More than anything, we're just excited to know one way or the other and happy to pick out blue things for the nursery (pictures to follow)!!
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