Team Pink!

Thursday was a big day in our house.  10 weeks without seeing a picture of the baby we finally got our chance.  After my last appointment, I thought I’d have about 2 weeks before my anatomy scan ultrasound.  But, the office called on Monday and wanted me to come on Thursday so I said YES! 

The doctors office had a huge TV screen on the wall where I could see everything and Ryan could watch the actual monitor on the machine or the TV.  Within the first seconds of the ultrasound the technician asked if we had any guesses and I said “Not really, we just think boy since that’s what we have now.”  He immediately said “Oh, its a girl” but in a very non-chalant way.  We weren’t sure if he was serious because he’d really only had the machine on for 5 seconds.  He kept scanning taking all the measurements and saying “she” and “her” and I finally said “Wait, so you are serious, it’s a GIRL?”.  He said, oh yes, it’s a girl.  And showed us again.  No boy parts.  Ryan asked “Are you sure?” and again he said, “Yes, 100% sure. You don’t want a boy with these parts!”  Ha, funny.  The doctor came in and looked and definitely agreed that there were no little boy parts, only girl parts.

So yes, that’s right, it’s a GIRL!!! 

Here are two “spread eagle” pictures, with a comparison to our ultrasound with Cason.  It’s quite obvious that there’s something different this time!  :)

We had not told our parents that our ultrasound was that morning so we could really surprise them.  Wednesday afternoon I called a bakery in Jackson and got them on board to fix up some Petite Fours for my parents and got my friend Ashley on board to pick up and deliver.  Wednesday night I baked cookies and iced them in half pink and half blue for Ryan’s parents.  Once the doctors appointment was over, I filled a little box with pink cookies and off to the office Ryan went to surprise his parents.  I then called the bakery and Jackson and told them PINK and started making calls to Ashley to arrange the delivery!!! 

I had to do some maneuvering to make sure my parents were both together for the delivery.  I was so anxious I didn’t want to wait until 5 so I tried to get Dad to go to her office.   Mom ended up being off work early due to the MSU game being on TV that night so I told my Dad… “You and Mom need to be home at 3 pm, don’t ask questions, just be there.” He was a good boy and didn’t ask questions and didn’t tell mom anything… until 2:45 when she tried to leave the house. He vaguely told her she just couldn’t leave and she was all a mess trying to figure out what was going on.  At 3, Ashley showed up at my parent’s house and Dad told Mom to call me.  He still didn’t know what I was up to, just up to something.  Mom called, so confused, and I said “Mom, just open the box”.  She did and there was lots of squealing on the other end of the phone.  Ha!  I wish I could have seen her face but there was no way I could keep this news until the next time we are together.

Ryan reports that there was an equal amount of squealing in his office.  He called his parents to the conference room and they just thought he wanted to show him something on the most recent house they are pricing.  Then he gave them the box and they were a little confused since they weren’t expecting this kind of news and super excited when they saw the pink cookies inside.  After three boys of their own and the one grandson, Ryan’s mom is just a little excited about finally having a girl.  I just can’t wait to see what this little girl does to Ryan and his Dad.   They don’t know what is about to happen to them. 

The only updates from my appointment are that I’ve started weekly Progesterone injections to try to prevent another preterm labor.  I’m in the “gray area” of it being a no brainer to elect for the injections.  I delivered at 35 weeks and Cason never had to go to the NICU but the doctor can’t guarantee that I’ll make it that long this time.  Maybe I would, maybe I’d go further, maybe I’d make it less.  So, we all decided taking the injections to try to reduce the chance of baby girl being in the NICU was the best choice. 

So… a shot in my hip every week until 35 weeks (right now a home health nurse will come to give me the shot unless I can convince Ryan to do it and save us LOTS of money) and then we’ll probably pay extra attention to my blood pressure until I go into labor.  The High Risk doctor also agreed with my old OB and my current OB that when I have any indication that I’m in labor that I should not take my time getting to the hospital.  When I started having active labor with Cason, I progressed FAST and second babies are often even faster. 

I go to my OB in 3 weeks (22 weeks) and back to the High Risk OB for an ultrasound at 24 weeks, then back to my doctor at 26 weeks (glucose test) so I’ll have lots of doctors appointments in the next couple of months.