Surprise!

I know I still owe a 3-year update on Grace, but I thought this was more important.

Today, I had a 8:45 a.m. appointment to get my breast ultrasound done. I have an appointment with Dr. L next week, so this was in preparation. To start with due to a staffing issue and an emergency case, I didn't get seen until 10:30 a.m. The staff was incredibly apologetic for my wait. They kept coming to check on me and telling me they were sorry and when they took me back, they gave me a $10 gift card to Meijer as an apologize. Since when does the health care profession care about your wait?

When I fianally went back, I tried to be a joker. In all the dressing rooms and bathrooms, they have signs saying to inform your technologist if you think you may be pregnant. So, when I walked in, I told them I think I may be pregnant. They said, "I think we have a funny one." I got on the table to start the scan. I told the technologist that if she got bored, she could tell me what kind of baby I was having. She didn't seem overly friendly, so I quickly followed with, "I'm sure you aren't allowed to do that." She said, "Yeah, we really aren't supposed to." She then scanned both breasts. When she was done, she said, "I could take a look at the baby, if you want." I eagerly agreed. Who would turn down a free ultrasound a couple weeks early? She told me I wouldn't get any pictures, because "this never happened." I said, "I won't tell if you won't."

She took a look and it looked like the baby was laying sideways. I immediately saw the head and the spine. We located the heartbeat and then saw an arm move. When we started to scan to the lower half, it quickly decided to cross it's legs. We tried a couple other angles, and the tech said, "That might be a penis." I said, "Do you think so?" She wasn't sure. She handed me a towel and said that she'd go get the doctor to review the breast films and then we'd take another peek before I left. Maybe the baby would move.

When she left, I poked my belly to see if I could get it to change position. She came back with the doctor. Again they apologized for the wait. The doctor said that everything looked good and nothing to be suspicious of on the ultrasounds. Then the tech got the gel back out to take a second look. It looked like the baby turned about 90 degrees. I saw the feet and the legs started kicking. This time we got a better look and there did appear to be boy parts. She said it looked pretty consistent, so I think we're having a boy!

It's not my official ultrasound, but I definately saw what she was pointing out, so I think there's a really good chance, it is a boy.

The only downside was that Eric wasn't at my appointment. It wasn't supposed to be a baby appointment, so I went by myself. I called him as soon as I got to the garage and I asked if he would be mad, if we looked at the baby during my breast ultrasound. I offered to keep our suspicions to myself until the official ultrasound, so he could be there. He wanted to know what we saw, so I told him. He's prety excited, because he wanted a boy.

I don't think it's completely sunk in yet, but I think we can start making plans for a son. Wow. Now, do I tell my doctor at my OB appointment next week?