Truth be told, I know I'll be excited no matter what the sex of the baby, but I'm afraid of being a little disappointed when I find out. And I don't want to feel any sadness. I figure if we wait until delivery, we will be so overcome with joy that there will be no possible way to feel anything but elation. It might be silly reasoning, but we're sticking with it.
At the ultrasound last week, Zyggie measured proportionately. The tech said the baby was measuring 18w1d; however, this is nothing to worry about. I guess babies have growth spurts and "stalls" (for lack of a better word). Importantly the measurements looked good and the baby was active.
Here is the baby's profile. Now, I don't know what Adam looked like as a tiny baby, but that profile looks very similar to the Kuster baby profile:
We also got an excellent shot of Zyggie's hand. What is interesting to note is how you can still see through the skin to the baby's bones. While we don't have a picture of it, we also got a view of Zyggie's face from the front. I know I should think it was cute, but it was rather creepy. It really looked like a skull with the same kind of definition as in this picture:
And finally, we got to see Zyggie rubbing his or her feet together. This was particularly adorable because Adam does this as he settles in to sleep:
My "bump" seems to have popped in the last week or two. I had the "where did this come from?" moment a week and a half ago when I looked in the mirror and realized how big my stomach is really getting. Even the chiropractor commented at my appointment today on how he doesn't normally notice changes in someone's appearance, but he could definitely see that my stomach had expanded rapidly. Apparently my alignment reflected rapid change as well.
Here I am on June 8, at 19 weeks:
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