All turned out blissfully normal at my ultrasound appointment yesterday. Opus is head down (head actually off to the side, not near my cervix, but down…) and my placenta is up high. We are so thankful the Lord that everything is looking good. Now I can relax and look forward to another home birth.
I don't routinely go in for ultrasounds. We had one for Adalia, because our midwife's office in Hawaii required it. I had one with Tucker, because or midwife couldn't "rule out the possibility of twins" and I had one at nine weeks, to date this baby, because I had no idea when I got pregnant.
This time it was amazing to see an ultrasound of a full term baby! We got to see several close up shots of the baby's face. It was crazy! The technician commented on our baby's chubby cheeks, all smooshed up. And his frown! Oh, Opus. He was pouting the entire time, his little mouth turned down in a grumpy frown. It was so funny! The technician commented that he sure didn't look happy, but in Opus's defense, she did have the ultrasound wand shoved in his face…we also saw him sucking away, dreaming of the day he is born and gets to nurse!
She found his head right away, so his face is the first thing we saw, but he kept moving his hand up in front of it (trying to suck his thumb?) and she said, "Oh, there's his hand…and a foot!" he was folded entirely in half, both hands and feet next to his head. Looks like he'll be nice and bendable when it comes to newborn photos!
I was am so happy to find all is well inside his warm, cozy world. So of course last night I dreamed I had the baby…between seeing his face in the ultrasound and dreaming of giving birth, I can hardly stand the wait. I was doing just fine up until now.
I plan to have Adalia or Chuck update the blog with the gender and name shortly after I give birth, so you won't have to wait until I'm up and around to hear the news…
Nine days and counting…