I had my first ultrasound on August 12, when I was 9 weeks pregnant. I have to say, it was one of the most amazing things I have ever experienced. Like I said before, it took me quite awhile to actually believe that I was really pregnant. And even when the doctor confirmed it and I logically knew it was true, I still had trouble believing it. It just didn’t seem real.
But then the nurse put that gel on my stomach and started rubbing it with the ultrasound machine, and all of the sudden there was an image of a baby on the overhead monitor. MY baby. It was moving around a lot, waving it’s little arms and legs, and I was just like “Holy shit, there’s a BABY in my belly!”
Dave was there with me, and at some point he scooted his chair closer to me and took my hand. I had been so focused on the monitor and processing the fact that the baby on the monitor was INSIDE ME, that I had forgotten he was there. For that first minute or so it was just me and my baby, nothing else. Then he took my hand and squeezed it, and instead of just me and the baby it was me, him and the baby, and that was a beautiful moment as well.
The ultrasound was amazing…but the pictures I got from it were meh. (In case you didn’t know, the ultrasound is the procedure and the sonogram is the picture it produces. I had to google that.) I had to label them before I sent them to people just so they would know what was what! But I started sending them out right away – first to my mom, then Dave’s mom. Then I sent it to my dad, along with the text “Hi Grandpa!” I hadn’t told him anything up to that point, so as soon as he saw it he called me up so excited!
So yeah, that was a really nice day. 🙂