whew... so glad i'm feeling better today and am up to posting. yesterday was pretty awful... on top of the headache, i got some cramping around my bikini line last night. turned out to be nothing, just round ligament pain, but it made me a little concerned for a while. dave took care of me and made me feel better.
ok, so, the ultrasound!
we went in at 11:30 on monday morning -- two proud parents-to-be. the technician was lovely and welcoming (by the way, methodist hospital is really nice! good place for the delivery!). we settled in to get cold gel squirted on my belly and to watch the HD version of our first home movie.
as soon as they began the ultrasound, we were amazed! it was so clear! first thing we saw was the baby curled up, sleeping, his/her spine rounded in a tight little ball. wow... we could watch the heart beat and listen to it as well. really incredible stuff.
the technician began to move the sensor around my belly, both trying to get better views and gently prodding our child to wake up and move. well, baby block was having none of that! he/she just wasn't in the mood to put on a show. the little he/she moved, it was simply to adjust herself better into her sleeping position. forget it -- this kid was going nowhere. i honestly should have known this would happen. i don't feel baby block moving much in the morning -- the movement starts later in the afternoon and continues pretty steadily at that point until late night. but not so much in the morning. alas, i booked the ultrasound before i started to feel movement.
at one point, the technician pointed out that my bladder was full (big surprise), and maybe i should get up and go to the bathroom. the hope was that walking around would stir the child. no such luck. i came back, we tried again. very little. i turned on my left side... very little. i turned on my right side... very little. in fact, the baby started to put his/her little hands in front of their face, as if to say "leave me alone! stop photographing me!" the only issue with the baby not moving is that it made it hard for the technician to measure everything and check out all the organs. she worked on me for an hour, and finally got everything she needed (i think, anyway).
at the end, she called in a doctor to have a look. this made us nervous... why do we need a doctor to look at this? he came in, was quite pleasant and had a look around. he got to the heart, and started to view the fluids/blood pumping through its chambers and the surrounding area. then he started pointing this out to the technician and asking her questions we couldn't understand (doctor terms). this made us really nervous. what are you asking about? why isn't anyone telling us what's going on? finally, the doctor looked our way and said, "everything is fine. i'm just quizzing her." oh, gee, thanks for the update! why tell the nervous, first-time parents that upfront, before scaring them half to death? sheesh!
anyway, it seems as though in the end, all was good. i'll get the full report at my midwives' tomorrow. but as far as we know, baby block is perfectly healthy, a perfect size, and completely stubborn -- just like his/her dad. =D
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Oh dear, the Dr. asking all those questions would have been the end of me! I hope Baby Block is more active next time, sheesh!
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