Ok, scratch that. I AM in love.
We had our NT screening u/s and bloodwork done yesterday, at 12w3d. I woke up feeling very calm actually, not nervous at all. All the way there, and sitting in the waiting room, I wasn't thinking worst case scenario, but I wasn't decorating the nursery in my head either. I was just, calm.
My mom and hubby were asked to wait just outside as the technician said that she would do all the measurements first and then call them inside to look. She told me that she couldn't 'work' with people peering over her shoulder, which I completely understand. It actually worked out that I was alone I think, because when she swiveled that monitor around for me to look, my heart fluttered jumped as I lay eyes on our beautiful baby and it was just me, and Sprout (and the technician) - but it was like we shared this priceless moment that only can be between a mother and her baby. S/he has gotten so big! and golly gee, s/he really looks like a baby now! I was breathless and in awe as I saw Sprout flip and jump around as if it were doing some funky dance in my ute.
My hubby and mom were called in shortly after and they were completely thrilled to see Sprout, and to see head, body, limbs and all. Sprout was measuring a day ahead at 12w4d (keener!) so that was great to hear. It was quite a feat to get Sprout to move into the right position so the technician could get the right measurements - get this, she had me do SIT UPs on the table! That and she was jiggling my belly around like she was hoping for the genie to come out or something!
Must've worked b/c Sprout cooperated and she got the shot she needed. I walked out of there on cloud 9 - I just couldn't believe that I was actually getting to experience what I've dreamed of, what I've longed for all this time.
It's a miracle and a blessing and I know how lucky I am.
Later that evening, hubby and I watched The Tim.e Travell.er's Wife - I hadn't gotten around to finishing the book so I really didn't know the whole story. (((spoiler alert))) When they showed Claire going through the miscarriages, my heart just sank as I recalled the shock and sadness of what we went through last year. Then Henry came back from the future to tell her that they end up having a girl, and that she's beautiful and smart; putting his wife's mind at ease that the baby she was carrying would live and thrive. As I watched, I thought to myself, why couldn't it be like that in real life? Where you fast forward in time and see a healthy child grow up to be smart and strong and healthy? So that this pregnancy can be fully celebrated and enjoyed as it should be?
I know my life has already been written by God - so I am hoping the next chapter includes a healthy bouncy baby in my arms in November. For now, I am celebrating this milestone that almost brings me to the end of the 1st trimester.
Bloggies, I'd like to introduce you to my dear Sprout at 12w4d: Isn't s/he a cutie? :)