The anatomy scan. It’s even cooler than the 12 week scan. Everything is just so much more developed. It’s not just 2 lines down their back now. It’s individual (and beautiful) spine vertebrae:
Individual finger bones:
Boom. Thats my mind being totally blown. It’s not just vertebrae and finger bones either. It’s vertebrae and finger bones that I grew. We even saw the tongue moving while the baby drank amniotic fluid. As it happened inside me. Renal arteries. The 4 chambers of the heart beating. Dave is completely shell shocked!
I was totally desperate to find out the gender. I figured that after making its mother wish she was dead for most of the first 16 weeks that a gender was a small thing to ask for. The baby disagreed. Despite moving like mad it tucked its feet over its crotch and clamped its legs shut. Then it draped the cord over its crotch then it covered itself with its hand. I appreciate modesty but what a time to pick! I was literally on the verge of tears and the technician was on the verge of having me jump up and down!
By the time we finally got a peek I was so relieved and in awe that I did have a little cry. I have said since our 12 week scan that it was a boy. Apparently mothers intuition means nothing. Meet our daughter. I’m so happy I think I might go and have another little cry. I’ve wanted a daughter for as long as I have wanted a baby.