Yesterday was a whirlwind of events surrounding the ultrasound (which is why I can't find the CD of images that we received at our appointment -- none of them were really good anyway, but when I find it I'll post some pics). It seems like we have been waiting forever to find out what this baby is, and as our technician measured a zillion little things at the appointment,she wasn't cutting to the chase. Finally, after about 45 minutes of fuzzy things on the screen that we couldn't decipher, Russ asked if she knew what the sex was yet and was just saving the news until the end or something. She said that she hadn't been able to see yet and that it was kind of driving her crazy. It was driving me crazy too. Actually, she was driving me crazy. I was a little concerned when I saw pictures of cats all over her bulletin board by her desk. But the fact that she was taking so long and didn't seem to be that concerned about the gender was really irritating me. I just wanted to know!
Then she leaned me up in the chair! She forgot to go back and look! Russ was like, "are you going to check and see if we can see what the baby is?" She said she forgot. What?! Get a life lady! You obviously don't have kids and don't realize how important this is!!! So, back down I went (full bladder, might I add). Later she sounded a bit more decisive about the sex, but her initial communication to us that "she was going out on a limb and saying it was a girl" was not very solid to me. There was nothing on the screen that we could identify as being a boy or a girl. When she left the room I bursted into tears, not wanting to leave without knowing what we were having after anticipating this day for so long. I was quite put off by our tech. The baby wasn't in a good position for the cute 3-D pictures either, so that was also very upsetting to me. I didn't feel like we had any good pictures to take home with us, and with the other two girls, I had so many cute ones that I would look at all the time until they came. What a dumb appointment.
A few minutes went by and she peaked her head in saying that she was waiting for the doctor. Russ asked if it were possible to just try and double check to confirm what she thought she saw (after all, she did it in about 30 seconds -so it shouldn't take that long). With the door still cracked, she looked down the hall and was like, "there's the doctor, I gotta go" and quickly shut the door! This totally felt insensitive, and actually kind of immature to me, and it made me cry all over again. And the doctor wasn't right there as we waited for another 15 minutes before he came in.
When he came in, all he wanted to talk about was my diabetes. As if I haven't talked about it enough with every doctor I ever encounter. I didn't want to talk about it. I wanted to know the sex of my baby! He went on and on about talking to my doctor, blah, blah, blah, even though he was happy with my A1C of 6.4 (pretty good). Do these people think I don't hear this every week? I'm so over it. Anyway, he left the room without talking about anything else other than that everything checked out. (I don't want to minimize that BIG BLESSING by letting you in on the rest of the story - we are very grateful that the baby is healthy.)
We got up to leave and on the way out the tech told us that the doctor also felt that it was a girl by looking at the picture. That was that. It was a tad bit inconclusive to me, which upset me more than I realized it would. It is way less fun to tell people with a looming doubt in the back of my mind. We got home after picking up the girls and realized we were locked out of the house. Russ had to leave for a meeting about 20 minutes after we finally got in the house. It wasn't the fun day I had anticipated. Russ and I didn't really have any time to talk about the thought of having another girl.
But, with all that said, we both felt it was a girl, so we're on the hunt for girl names. And if it's a boy rather than a girl, I guess we'll just run out and buy some blue sheets or something... as it is, we're going all pink! :) Either way, we praise our Father for the beautiful gift of life and can't wait to meet this sweet baby girl.
Pictures to come.