Revealing the Privates

Thanks for all of your comments on my last post. It's amazing how much I struck a chord with so many of you, and thank you for all of your candor in your answers. Today I got to put my pregnant self to the forefront as I went to the medical building for an ultrasound. I had become irrationally nervous about this ultrasound, probably revealed by last night having a dream that I took illegal recreational drugs and then realized too late that I would harm my unborn children, only to go back to sleep to dream that it was prophesied that I would die soon in a storm and there was nothing I could do about it. So maybe just a little nervous, eh?

D and I walked into the hospital and located directly next to the ultrasound clinic was an infertility clinic. It felt very weird and wrong to not be going through the infertility door (not that I'd ever been there before). I told D, "I guess that's where we'll go if we ever want another one." I also felt like I should hide my small but getting more obvious belly. After being ushered through multiple waiting rooms, we finally made it to the ultrasound, where all of MC's organs were examined in great detail, and I wondered how exactly the doctors and technician could make anything out, but they seemed to know what they were doing. We left with assurances that all looks good and with a few pictures, including one that says, "pen.is" with a little arrow pointing to blob on the print. So folks, MC's a healthy baby and a boy!

We then went out and got flu shots. D was not so keen on getting one, and frankly neither of us had had one before, but I felt like this was the year to go ahead and do it, considering my pregnancy. My OB recommended D get it too, but D was not so sure.

"I've only had the flu once in my life," D said.

"I had the flu last year," the OB told D, "it was awful. I recommend everyone get the shot."

"I had the flu last year too," I said, "I agree it was no fun."

"Well, I didn't get the flu from you," D said to me.

"That's because I got it from YOU," I told him.

"Oh... I guess I've had the flu twice in my life."

To give D a little leeway, I realized later on that it was actually two years ago that we had the flu, in between the FET cycles after my second IVF cycle. It's hard to believe that's now 2 years ago! Anyway, the deed is done.

The fun thing about finding out the sex is that it's a win-win situation. All news is good news. Heads, you win, tails you win and everyone's happy no matter what the sex turns out to be. D seemed a little baffled at how subdued I behaved after receiving the news, but it just took a little while for it to sink in. Healthy. Boy. One more step towards a real live baby.