Good Report

We went for our first appointment with my regular OB/GYN today for an ultrasound and estimated due date. I tend to get apprehensive before ultrasounds (the past two anyway) because I'm so afraid that we're going to see that something went wrong. I guess it's just parental worry. Or maybe we've just had so much bad news in the past (both for ourselves and some of our friends) that I'm a little gun shy. Whatever it is, my fears have been relieved. We saw our little peanut today (who is much bigger by the way). It was very active and quite uncooperative. It kept moving around so much that the doctor couldn't get a crown to rump measurement, so for now we're going to go with the fertility specialist's estimation of September 20 for a due date. The doctor did say that "he or she has big feet". Thanks Daddy (and uncles). All the better to kick me with in a few short months I suppose :)

Mommy thinks the activity is the antsiness and general inability to just sit still that is all too prevalent on Daddy's side of the family. Daddy thinks he or she just doesn't like to have its picture taken like Mommy. We'll see :)

As a side note, we've been going back and forth for the past few weeks about whether we should find out the sex of the baby. David wants to know, but I have been on the fence about it. I don't care what the outcome is, but after writing this entry, I would like to be able to say he or she and not it. We'll see; I have about 9 more weeks to make my final decision.