Baby Deux, Part 8: Our First Ultrasound

This morning, we all got up super early to make Sona’s first ultrasound appointment, which was scheduled for 6:50. Since she has to go to work after and wants to try to get there as close to her 7:00 start time as possible, she always nabs the first appointment.

I wanted to be with her, of course, but daycare doesn’t open until 7AM (Finn usually gets up at around 7:30-8:00 and doesn’t get to daycare until 9:00 on a normal day), we had to take Finn with us. At first, he wasn’t too happy about being roused so early, but he rallied later. (This is one of those days when it’d be realllllllly nice to have a grandparent nearby.)

To make matters worse, he woke up with a blaring case of pink eye: eye swollen shut, redness, a lot of yellow gunk. Needless to say, it wasn’t exactly a stress-free start to what we were hoping would be a special morning.

But it was nothing that a little medicine, a blueberry muffin, and Frozen on the iPad couldn’t fix. We were a sleepy and crusty caravan, but we made it to the clinic on time.

Once we got to the doctor, we had to wait about 5 minutes before Sona got called back for bloodwork. Luckily, they let Finn and I (and the iPad and the muffin and Monkey) tag along for all of it. Finn held Sona’s hand while they drew blood, which was the sweetest thing ever. She’ll get her progesterone levels tested for the next few weeks, apparently.

After that, it was time for the ultrasound. Since it is so early, they do a vaginal ultrasound, and they told us not to expect to see much, yet. I think Sona really just wanted confirmation that SOMETHING was there–and by “there,” I mean in the appropriate place.

Luckily, pretty much immediately, the ultrasound tech located the gestational sack, which is measuring exactly as it should be for 5 1/2 weeks, and right inside the sack, just as they hope to see, we got a clear view of a yolk sack.

It was all done in about 10 minutes, but it was actually really nice to have all three of us there. Finn was perfectly behaved the entire time (which is always a gamble, obvs), and we got yet another reassuring sign that things are progressing in a positive way.

As it stands, the due date for baby #2 is the first week of August–just a few days before Finn’s birthday.  It’s still very early, of course, but we continue to be cautiously excited.

For now, I have to go run and shower. I have a week and a half of classes to go before the end of the semester (insert praying hands emoji, here). Sona ended up having to take the day off to stay home with Finn and his crusty eye. We are getting a very tiny glimpse into what life with two kiddos will be like: even when you want to stop and revel in the glory of one, the other is going to be running around like a mad-man,  demanding your attention (and your antibiotics), and making sure every surface of the house has been contaminated.

We’ll take it.