I had the ultrasound today. Baby C is head down. I had mentioned to John yesterday that I wasn’t getting any crippling “my bladder is going to explode if this baby doesn’t knock it off” kicks but I didn’t clue in that the baby had turned. Of course it all makes sense now that I think back. I was expecting it to be uncomfortable when he/she flipped but nope. Now I’m thinking there’s tons of room for flips in there and who knows where it will settle.
He/she is measuring just under 7lbs (still big). I had yet another opportunity to find out the sex today but I was strong. Bonnie was in the room and it’s actually hard knowing that we could call her at any time and she could probably find out in minutes…assuming she closed her eyes today. Apparently the amount of fluid in my belly makes the ultrasounds crystal clear. They were all ohhing and ahhing at a face shot but as soon as I turned around to see the screen the little bugger put it’s hand in front of it’s face. That was the picture I got!
So I have no idea what Dr Shuen will say on Saturday. I honestly didn’t think the baby was going to turn and I had finally wrapped my head around a more controlled and planned delivery. Now we are back at the unknown. Oh well, not much I can do about it.
