This past week has literally flown by. After back to back weddings on Sunday – where family members came up to me to exclaim over how small my tummy was (oh, because pregnant women LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE TELL THEM HOW SMALL THEIR TUMMIES ARE!) – my week at work has been packed with classes and orientation. Ordinarily, I would have loved to get away from work with ANY excuse but this time, I was moaning about it all the frigging time because it meant having to reschedule classes and less time to grade assignments.
My, what a changed person I have become!
We went for our 20th week Fetal Anatomy scan (ie. the detailed scan) earlier this week and phew! The nugget has got all his fingers, toes, nose, lips, kidneys, liver, spine and heart in place. We even saw the aorta as well as the four chambers of his heart. Isn’t life just amazing? Weeks ago, I had to strain my eyes to look at the barely there flickering of his heart, thinking it was a bad pixel. Now, we could see the the ventricles and atria, and the opening and closing of the valve as it tirelessly pumps away.
The Tiny Human was wriggling away like a fish and the doctor commented more than once that he is an active little thing. He was constantly moving his hands around and at one point, we saw him opening and closing his hands into fists. And then a minute later, baby boy moved his tiny ass to sit RIGHT ONTO MY BLADDER, which would explain why mama here HAS GOT TO GO PEE NOW NOW NOW sooooo many times in the day.
I love my little man.
Enough to share with the whole world the picture of the appendage between his tiny thighs, hur hur.
During my scan that day with Dr Y when I had the gastric attack, I asked him to check again for the nugget’s weenis. JUST IN CASE, I said and he asked, JUST IN CASE WHAT?
You know. Just in case.
He moved that magic ultrasound paddle around my “blossoming” belly (something from my daily hypnobirthing affirmations) and voila! There’s my boy flashing us his weenis. The accompanying subtitle is clearly NOT my idea.
I need to get used to this. Weenis. No, penis. PENIS. PENIS PENIS PENIS. My son has a PENIS (and rightly so too).
That means…
LOOK MA, I HAVE A PENIS IN MY UTERUS!
Yannisms 
Congrats!! Been following you and I’m really happy for u!!
And is tt your little nugget saying “yeah!!! I’ve got a penissssssssss” with this fist up high??!! ;))
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Sounds like a real cutie, babe. I think the next time somebody says how small your tummy is, just say, “Yeah, gets it from his daddy” then look pointedly up and down J’s ENTIRE height.
@ Felicia: Nooo! That’s a shot towards his bum with one leg extended right? Man, ultrasound pics are one big guessing game.
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Yay! A toast to passing detailed scan! Although I was told that baby’s already on the big side and no to sweets & durians this festive season if I don’t want to see the knife (coming from Dr. L). Mm…
I did get a comment that placenta was a little low but that it should only get higher as the weeks progress though… Mm…
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Hmm I think that’s the thigh bone? Not sure! I’m so bad at reading ultrasound pix. But yeah, kiddo loves flashing. Dear, oh dear.
Nat: I think as the uterus expands, the placenta will move? Have you decided which doctor to stick to?
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Yeah..dr L it is. 10 yrs more experienced and has a relatively more positive outlook so far… Now I’d have to deal with not birthing in a hospital of my choice, but that’s a small deal. Haha. 🙂
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