Ultrasound returns

August first. It's a dinosaur!

(It's the little blob in the left corner) Apparently there is a heartbeat and arm buds visible, at least that's what they told me then.

On August 30, however, we have more "baby like" than "prehistoric reptile-maybe bird" looking ... creature.

Next ultrasound not scheduled- Doctor visit on Tuesday, theoretically possible to find out sex at 15 weeks but easier later. I have to get fetal echocardiogram at 20 weeks because the Effexor that keeps me from mass killing makes the doctors a little tetchy. They anticipate no problems.

Incidentally- we're praying for a boy. Why? Because I know what I was like and I can't deal with it. The fact that my mom didn't kill me at some point between the ages of 14- 22 is a testament to either her strength, or her masochism. I deserved it. I was a nightmare.

So, yeah, boy. Send masculine fetal thoughts this way, eh?