So yesterday I was scheduled to have an ultrasound to determine whether Deuce was a girl or a boy. Let me say this beforehand.......the experience was an interesting one but the outcome in the end made it worth it.
First and foremost, I got lost. I was told that I was to go to the hospital to have an ultrasound. Well I am scheduled to have my baby at Wellington Regional Medical Center. If you've ever been there, you know that the property is HUGE! Not only is there a hospital, there are various centers located around the hospital. I went to the actual hospital and was sent up to Labor and Delivery. OFFTOPIC: why was I sweating bullets while on the Labor & Delivery floor? I was so nervous. But at least I know HOW to get there when its time for Deuce to arrive.
Anyhoo I was sent to two different places before I arrived at the actual spot. I had drunk a lot of water and was ready to explode. But ultrasound was behind. Needless to say I was in a lot of pain. I waited for an hour and was doing everything that I could to make it through what seemed like an unbearable time. At one point I almost just left....bump an ultrasound!
Finally I was called back. The lady informed me when I got back there that the doctor ordered a set of tests....length of my baby, my baby's head, lips, heart, yada yada yada. Lady do whatever you have to. Just let me know if I'm batting for team pink or team green. So she starts doing here tests. OFFTOPIC: I so loved the fact that their ultrasound gel was in warmer!!!! The warm gel felt great on my belly :)
Anyhoo while doing her tests the lady kept shaking her head. I was already nervous and this was not making it any better. Was there something wrong with Deuce? God forbid there be two of them? Are there two of them??? Finally after what seemed like an endless amount of time, the lady sighed and said "Ma'am you're going to have to come back. I cant complete my test and I'm not 100% sure of the gender".
She then says "Your baby just wont stop moving. This is a very active child!" She turns the screen so that I can see it and what I saw had me laughing so hard. When I looked at the screen there my baby was doing a choreographed Michael Jackson routine. LOL! No lie, she was going to work. Deuce was moving and moving and moving. Her little arms were beating my uterus as if it was a drum. I've never laughed that hard in my life. The lady did NOT find this funny at ALL! I had to explain that I was not surprised at all...this kid is an active kid and she stays electric sliding in my uterus. OFFTOPIC: I always say Deuce is doing a Beyonce routine or the wobble in my belly BUT seriously it looked as if she was dancing yesterday.
The lady still was not pleased because this means that I'm going to have to come back so that she can finish her test. She was about 75% sure that Deuce is a girl but I'm basically going to have to come back and be tortured again.
After all of that bad news, it was time to take pictures of Deuce. Deuce did NOT disappoint. The lady got adorable shots. This kid is going to be like his/her mother! A natural poser lol
Is this not the cutest little hand ever? I dont know if she/he is waving or what but knowing Deuce, she/he is saying LEAVE ME ALONE AND TALK TO THE HAND
Deuce was actually beating the drums(my uterus) Michael Jackson style on this one. SMH
This was precious because Deuce turned around and faced the camera and thats how the technician got this shot. So adorable!!!!!
Two little feet put together!!!! Aren't they adorable!!!
I cant wait to kiss this little foot!!!