Week 20: The BIG one!

After travel for thanksgiving and some work travel it was time for the big ultrasound. I wasn't super nervous until right before we got into the car for our appointment. I think I knew if all went well at this appointment we would start telling friends and family about our secret. Up until this point our parents and siblings knew along with a few close friends and that was it. To me telling people made me feel scared and nervous. I didn't want people to ask a bunch of questions specifically the ones that revolve around how are you feeling? Are you excited? Etc. I didn't want to feel like I had to lie in my responses but I also didn't feel like I could truthful as someone responding they were excited yet super apprehensive was the normal response. Yes, I was super happy to be pregnant but no I did not like my growing belly (in fact I did everything I could to hide it), everything about this process was not beautiful to me, and no nothing was close to being rainbows and butterflies. But as long as everything went well the plan was to tell our grandparents before Christmas and then announce via social media on Christmas morning that we were expecting.

Luckily I had a friend who felt that being pregnant wasn't all that glamorous. She didn't love nor hate it but it was more of an inconvenience and an out of routine progress. I couldn't have agreed more. I was uncomfortable in my own skin and I knew I was only half way - it was only going to get worse. 

After the events of the last appointment I repeated the same line when the ultrasound tech asked if we wanted to know the gender. "We know; why don't you confirm?" The ultrasound tech scanned the baby and then the doctor arrived. She wanted to do her own ultrasound navigation and of course we cooperated and let her do her thing. Again she was happy to see nothing of concern and again was happy to even see the baby swallow (which is its own pee - my husband gets a kick out of that. Poor babies no wonder they loves the boobs so much once they're born. They only get to eat flavored amniotic fluid and pee for the first 9 months of their gestational life).

After the ultrasound we had to go check in with my ob/gyns office since I hadn't been there in a month. I think we waited longer than we were there as the doctor of few words was who we saw. Everything was fine and I scheduled my next appointment in 4 weeks. Now was the time to start preparing our announcement.