Before delving into the ultrasound, I must write about week 19. This was my favorite week of pregnancy so far, since it’s the week I started feeling baby move! I literally looked down at my belly one day at work and saw it moving. Later that evening, Micah witnessed the movement for himself. It is a such a relief seeing and feeling baby move. I found out in the ultrasound that I have an anterior (frontal) placenta which is making it harder for me to feel baby. Now that baby is getting bigger, I should be able to feel more movement. Praise God for little baby kicks that bring such joy!
Now for a summary of the ultrasound. I woke up so excited the morning of, and Micah woke up pretty sleepy. I kept thinking, “Wake Up, Mister! This is a big day!” He’s so funny sometimes with his persistent calm. We both worked a half day, and then we headed to the doc around 1pm. This is when I started to feel nervous. I actually made Micah wait in the car with me until 5 minutes before the appointment because I was feeling so anxious. I was excited to find out the gender, but I was nervous about the anatomy check because it would be the first close look at baby’s heart, spine, kidneys, etc. We finally got out of the car, checked in for the appointment, and sat down in the waiting room. During the wait, Micah decided to read us a horrifying article from a pregnancy magazine about tearing during labor and delivery. Way to keep things calm, Micah.
We were finally called back, and the ultrasound commenced. The technician who did the scan was amazing. She provided commentary on each of the pictures she was taking, which was super helpful since I honestly had very little idea what we were looking at. I could make out the head and body, and the heart was obvious, but baby was curled into a ball so it was difficult to determine which body part was which. It didn’t help that one hand and one foot were above baby’s head, and one foot was down at my bladder. I have no idea where the other hand was. Baby was so comfortable in the little ball that the tech kept jabbing my belly to encourage baby to move. Halfway through the appointment I was concerned that we wouldn’t be able to determine the gender, and the tech said she already knew and was waiting for a better picture! The tech checked the last few organs and paid special attention to the kidneys since I’d had kidney problems as a baby. Then it was time to play. We say baby open its mouth and put its hand inside. We saw baby reach out and touch the placenta. We even saw baby’s little foot, which ironically seems to be a little version of Micah’s foot since the second toe is longer than the first toe. Finally, the tech showed us a picture and said, “Do you see this? This means you’re having a BOY!” I honestly felt like time stopped for a moment. I was in the ultrasound room, and yet I was also somewhere else hearing these words. Who is having a boy? I am having a boy? Micah is having a boy? We’re having a son?!! I turned and looked at Micah, and he had the biggest grin on his face. What a sweet moment in life.
Praise God for this little miracle growing in my belly. Praise God for healthy organs and an estimated 13 ounces of baby weight. I love this little boy, and I am thankful that God has chosen Micah and me to be his parents. I pray that we will love him well and raise him to know the Lord. I pray that he will be a godly man who is kind to others. I pray that he’ll be full of energy and joy and that we will spend many days laughing and playing together.
“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their opponents in court.” Psalm 127:3-5
P.S. Below are two pics from the ultrasound. One is a profile, and the other is a little baby foot!