First Look

My OB doesn't do those fancy 3D and 4D ultrasounds, and I've never minded. Don't get me wrong, they're amazing. But they also sort of creep me out.

Admit it, they creep you out too.

I've been having plain old 2D ultrasounds pretty regularly throughout this pregnancy; lately, twice a week. But the really boring diagnostic kind, where they do things like analyze amniotic fluid, count fetal movements and measure femurs. If I'm lucky I get a glimpse of what might be an ear or what I'm told is a scrotum (lovely). But I've never seen my baby's face.

Until today.
Sure, it's 2D, it's dark and it's grainy. But it's also COMPLETELY ADORABLE. I spy my husband's forehead and eye shape. Loads of dark hair (that will probably turn blond as the other boys did). And are those my lips?

I can't stop looking.

Today I also learned that good things come in large packages (right now my husband cannot resist saying THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!). Eight pound, eight ounce packages, with five more days of growing to do.

I blame those damn prenatal vitamins. As opposed to the cheeseburger I ate as soon as I got home from my appointment.

WHAT? I'm pregnant.

First Look