The Ys are strong in my family

So last night was the BIG night. Mom and Dad flew in on Saturday and we spent the rest of the day walking around NY. Sunday we went to church and recuperated. Monday Mom and I looked at quilt patterns and breezed through fabrics - all the while thinking baby girl thoughts. Even Dad had taken to referring to the baby as 'she'. Aaron would correct him and say, We don't whether the baby is a boy or girl.

Matthew was stuck in traffic so he wasn't sure he'd make it to the appt on time. The place was running late so it worked out fine - except for the very full bladder I was accumulating :D He walked in just as I left to the back but they were kind enough to walk him to my room. Our technician was very nice and we enjoyed her very much. She said some techs are very particular and don't even let the husbands in, but she doesn't care. Apparently the full bladder is needed to measure the cervix, so she did that real 'quick' and let me get relief. Then we got to the fun stuff. She tried for a bottom shot but baby was feet down and the umbilical cord was between the legs so she couldn't get a clear reading. Sometimes she thought boy, sometimes girl. But overall, baby was very cooperative and she was able to get all the shots she needed except for the heart, face and legs. Baby was flipping around a few times, but I was surprised to not be able to feel any of it. We even caught hiccups at one point but not a peep from my nerves. My placenta is posterior and the cerebellum measured right at 20w0d - only a day off. Not bad at all. After about 45 minutes or so she said to go empty my bladder and walk around to see if we can get baby to flip to a position where she could get the final readings she needed. Baby had curled down into a ball near my bladder and she couldn't get what she needed. So, I went to go join everyone in the waiting room. Matthew went on home so he could get some food.

Mom was feeling sick at this point and had been in the bathroom several times already :( Dad had had a stomach bug days before coming, so it finally caught up to Mom. I headed back on back and the kind staff brought everyone to the room when Mom was available. Baby was quite cooperative at that point and showed everything we needed to know - including the gender shot. I have to admit I felt a physical shock and wave of disappointment when I saw very clearly we were having another boy. I thought for sure 'she was coming' this time, but alas. It is hard to wrap my brain around the idea of another boy but it will come. I found out the gender before everyone got in, so it was kind of nice to know for myself first though it probably would have been fun for the boys to be there at the same time. Although the tech was in a time crunch, she obligingly spent a little extra time with the u/s so we could see baby move around. We saw him yawn a few times, wave his hands... it was cute. She printed off some pictures and away we went.

I couldn't tell how Matthew felt about the news. The only real response I've gotten is that he was sorry he disappointed me. It isn't like he really has any conscious control over the baby's gender!

Mom and I spent today figuring out quilt stuff. I think we found some great fabric. Though I am having a hard time wrapping my brain around the concept of another boy, focusing on fabric has actually helped a little. I think his quilt is going to be really pretty. It's teals/blue, beige and green.