Tuesday, November 25, 2008

The ultrasound pt.1




Going to the office building down a long gray sterile hallway into the busy office with patients everywhere and fast moving receptionists, I thanked God this was the only time I had to be surrounded by the more traditional medical setting. I felt like a number. A procedure. Instead of the tech echoing the miraculousness of pregnancy she informed us she had been doing it for ten years. I love my midwives! I love the cozy homey office and sweet, caring, personable midwives who hug me and share in the joyous emotions! They did have a nice warming gel gadget which I appreciated, but other than that...I don't think that world is for me.

I was apprehensive about "the ultrasound." My vote was a strong N-O. But, since your Dad was adamant that he really really really wanted one (and everything else has ended up in my court of approval) I decided to compromise for one ultrasound. And for him, I think it was a significant event.

For me it wasn't necessary because I know you. I feel you everyday inside of me. I know you are perfect, healthy, and thriving. I just know it! But for your Dad, I think it was an important way for him to be able to bond with you seeing you on the screen and checking out every ventricle, kidney, lung, vertebrae, and part of your brain. Yes! The exam was long and extremely thorough! We saw each toe, finger, and everything between. I knew you were safe and perfect but seeing you...seeing you out there in front of me. I rolled a mini river through the entire session wiping my nose and eyes with one hand and holding your dad's hand with the other. I think I feel everything with you so this was a special time for your Dad to feel it all too. And he did! He felt changed, proud of you, closer to you, like a Dad.

You my love, you are soooo perfect and cute! We smiled watching you moving overwhelmed by your adorableness!

The Tech's remarks about you:

1. very active!
2. very strong
3. healthy
4. cute, cute, cute, cute, yes....she even kept saying how cute you were!

We guesstimated fabulously because you are exactly 23.5 weeks old, 1.5 lbs, 150 heart rate, and some other numbers about your head and abdomen sizing that I completely forgot-as I said, there were tears. We saw you moving your hands, spitting out water, scratching your nose and kicking.

It is funny because, I had this inclination that our first baby would come out looking just like a baby Bob. Sure enough! You totally look like a Gulley! You have the face structure. Your Dad thinks he sees some more Talbert in you than I see but right now...I think you are a Baby Gulley for sure!

Truly, "all beautiful are you...(my love) there is no flaw in you!"

I love you Baby Bobcat!

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Keek, It is so cool to actually see the baby in your tummy. Now you have proof when this baby grows up and gets upset with you and asks if he or she is adopted cuz no real mom would ever be so mean you can say you were wanted, loved and lived in my tummy. I love to hear your excitement in your voice and your writings this joy that seems so overwhelming now will even grow more once you hold your baby. There hasn't been a mother who looked at her baby and didn't feel joy and even tears will flow at just how precious your sweet baby is in your eyes. I wish I were closer but at least I cvan see the pictures and will be able to see you soon. Love you , Mom

Shunshine Girl said...

Soooooo cute! You and Bobby are going to have the cutest child ever!!!!