Good Baby Good Baby

That's what the doctor kept saying to you during the anatomical test this morning 'cause you were not in the mood to cooperate.

The doctor had a hard time getting a hold of you long enough to do various measurements. You were in "combat position" from the get-go -- you kept your head down and your hands clenched into little fists on both sides of your face as if you were ready to box. It took her four tries to hold on to your heart beat long enough to get a steady rhythm. The only things we saw consistently clearly were your legs and feet. As the doctor grew more eager and pressed harder down my belly, you returned the pressure she put on you with kicks and bumps.

"Now, let's take a look at his chest cavity," the doctor said out loud. Then she whispered, "Actually, I'm gonna try to see if I can catch a glimpse of his face. Sometimes you've gotta play little tricks with the baby, you know. Lead them to think you're gonna do one thing but in fact you're doing another.... Oh... see? Here comes the little face now...." Sure enough! Though your tiny hands were still up, the doctor was able to quickly measure your nose, mouth, hard palate, and lips (At this point, your nose doesn't seem particularly big, and you've got lips, baby!).

Everything seems to measure fine. You're on the bigger side for fetuses your age, but you're by no means humongous. Right before the end of the ultrasound, the doctor noticed that your face was in clear view (Perhaps you let your guard down 'cause you thought it was over?). She measured the width of your eyes (1cm) and said, "He's gonna have big big eyes like his dad." (I'm not sure if you dad heard that) Then we noticed your mouth was slightly open. The doctor laughed, "Maybe he's been cranky 'cause he's hungry, huh?!" It was already 1pm then.

After the test, daddy had to rush back to his office for a meeting, so you and I went to Swanson for lunch. We had a fruit salad and most of a burger (I ate all the mushrooms and the patty).

It's amazing how close I feel to you already even though we haven't even met yet. My love for you intensifies as the days go by, and it could be a bit overwhelming at times. You have stitched yourself so nicely into the weaves of my heart that living without you would mean unraveling myself (I read this in a book once. I just modified it a bit).