with judah, we paid out of pocket for an early 16 week gender/3D ultrasound. that one was all for fun and the ultrasound tech was super chatty and amiable. so that kind of blocked out the memory of the more serious anatomy ultrasound at 20 weeks wherein the tech is required to not say anything or interpret what she is seeing beyond, "there's the heart," etc. it was really unnerving. i know it's because she's not a doctor and can't talk to us about medical implications, but geez, her poker face and stony silences in reply to jesse's attempts at humorous banter were killing the mood. it was hard not to let my mind wander and worry about birth defects and things that could be wrong.
profile pic. adorable
we left the ultrasound and went back to a normal exam room to wait for the doctor to tell us what the scan showed. judah woke up at this point. a few minutes later the nurse delivered a sealed envelope with "gender" written on the front. knowing it was in there and that only she and god knew what our baby was and that the information was under a thin layer of paper was INTENSE.us: nervous. judah: thirsty.
2. the part where i scream at jesse is because he had his foot on the brake and then took it off all of a sudden. we were in park and we started going backwards (really just settling onto the back axle). i thought we were going to record ourselves rolling out into traffic and getting pummelled.
3. i hate my voice and my face and everything about me. there is no way i really look and sound like that in real life. i refuse to believe it. in case your thinking, "god, that child and that husband are way to good looking to be with her," don't worry, i already know. it's cool. i'll be good looking when i am done making babies.