18 week ultrasound

(Note: I'm actually writing this on Tuesday... but I'm pre-dating it as Friday, the day I had the ultrasound.)

So I had my 18 week ultrasound today, and all I can say is DON'T TELL ME TO DRINK 35 OUNCES OF WATER AND THEN MAKE ME WAIT FOR MY APPOINTMENT, AND THEN WONDER WHY MY BLADDER IS FULL TO THE POINT WHERE I'M IN TEARS. Okay. Sorry for the shouting.

That was painful. I had to go empty my bladder "a bit - but not too much" twice. How exactly do I judge just how full my bladder is? Do I have a fill line visible from the outside so I can leave it half-full? No, I don't.

And then the lady asked me if I drank more than I was supposed to. Ya, that sounds reasonable. The pregnant girl chose to drink extra and then hold it for an hour. Makes perfect sense - because I'm a masochist like that.

Anyway, she spent 20 minutes doing her thing with the screen turned away from me so I couldn't see what she was doing.

Nick and I were still undecided on whether to find out the sex - I really didn't want to know. REALLY didn't. But he was equally passionate about wanting to find out. Arguments ensued. Nobody was happy. But in the end, the u/s technician wouldn't tell us anyway - my doctor would review the results with me. So I asked her to take the pictures and just put them in the file so if we decided later that we were going find out, they were available.

So all in all, not an overly exciting experience. She eventually brought Nick in and showed us the feet and hands and a close up of the face, and gave us two printouts of skeletor baby (not as good as the 12 week pictures).

Oh, and I can't forget what she told me. At the beginning of the appointment she told me that the baby was really active - and asked in an accusatory voice, "When did you eat last". I told her I had a banana about an hour before the appt. but I hadn't had lunch yet. She was shocked that I hadn't had lunch at 2:00, but I explained that I work until 1 on Fridays and don't get a lunch, and since I came right to the appt., I just had a banana before I left the office and was going to eat after.

She then proceeded to tell me that my baby was in distress due to low blood sugar - that's why there was so much movement.

HONESTLY. I'm Hypoglycemic, lady. I know when my bloodsugar is low - because I pass out. It's not low. The baby's probably moving around for the exact opposite reason - the rush of sugar to the blood from the banana is causing the dance party in my uterus. B*tch. And when she was showing Nick and I the close up of the baby's face, s/he was opening and closing its mouth and she said, "See, the baby's hungry." Ah, that makes sense. The baby - who is currently eating through a tube in its belly - is asking for a hamburger by opening and closing its mouth.

She's lucky I was lying half-naked on a table with gel all over my belly. Because if there was a blunt object within reaching distance....

So that's my 18 week appointment. I'm so glad I won't be spending time with that ultrasound technician. I love my OB.

And now, the 18 week pictures of baby skeletor: