As I mentioned yesterday, today was my 18 week ultrasound. I've got to be honest with you. I was terrified. I don't know if I was scared because of our prior loss and the fact that I still haven't felt any movement, or if because I've known so many women who've had mid-pregnancy losses. Either way I was definitely more scared than excited.
This morning I dreamed about the appointment. I dreamed that we got into the exam room and the technician asked Hubby "how long has the dementia been here?" I'm thinking: dementia? What the heck is she talking about? Sure I'm more forgetful lately but why is she talking dementia?
While this dialogue is going through my head Hubby calmly answers "oh, about a month now". So now I'm totally confused! Next thing I know she showing us that the baby is a boy. Then the cat woke me up. Pregnancy does strange things to your mind!
Our actual appointment was not like that at all. The technician was great and didn't bring up dementia at all! She even put my mind at ease by telling me that she didn't feel any movement in her pregnancy until week 24.
The baby is very, very active. She had a lot of trouble getting the shots she needed to take the right measurements. Thankfully, all organs and bones are where they should be and look great. The heartbeat was 150 BPM.
My uterus was somewhat contracted so she couldn't get a good look at my uterus. Then the baby was blocking our view and would not move so she couldn't check the umbilical cord either. She said that there is a tiny chance of placenta previa and said that I will have to come back in another 10 weeks or so for another ultrasound. She really wasn't concerned so I'm not concerned - and I'll get to see the baby again!
Enough of my ramblings, here's the baby!
The Terminator face: