What's behind Door # Vagina?!

Here we are, week 20. A pivotal week in the baby saga. This is the all-powerful week that we, as parents, get an idea of what we're in store for in the very near future. Are my biggest concerns going to be something profound like a heart defect or can I spend my time fretting about what color of accessories to get this little hooligan? Can I worry about Hello Kitty vs. Fire Trucks please? I don't think I slept for two whole nights before our "Anatomy Scan" This is the time we get to see our baby looking more like a baby! More importantly, the docs can tell us if things are progressing normally or not, and even MORE importantly... does my little hooligan have a wiener or a vagina?!

As I wrote in a previous blog entry, my plan was to have our ultrasound tech write the gender on paper and seal it up so we could learn our baby's sex together as a family. Our tech was really good at not revealing what was going on and wrote it down for us and taped it shut. When our scan was all finished (it took about an hour and 15 minutes or so; I loved every minute, and yes, i cried like a little baby just watching it move). After our scan I had to pee like crazy! So I headed off to the rest room and when I came out I knew Kris peeked. I said, "You looked, didn't you?" his response?, "Of course I looked, I can't wait!" I chose to continue to wait because I am a glutton for pain. 

"If you look at this way you can see what he wrote and you don't have to open it!"

Gaaaaahhhhh! I could barely stand it! Finally 7pm came and the family gathered at Mother's in downtown Portland to have dinner and share the news. 

Someone was a little excited! :)

The note from our ultrasound tech Adrian

Holy Crap!!!!! We're having a little boy!!! -And you know what? I think I saw his junk on the monitor when the ultrasound was getting done. They scanned his little butt and I thought to myself, hmmmm... there's some business goin' on.... But I'm no tech! I couldn't be for sure! 

What I thought was absolutely amazing was watching him move, looking at his little face, his tiny little hands and all of his fingers, seeing his feet, already well-formed, knowing that they will carry him through his life time, looking inside his body, seeing his brain and all of it's functioning structures; seeing his tiny little heart pumping his tiny little blood, knowing he will grow up to love others so greatly with his very being. Knowing that his little mouth will someday call me momma and tell me he loves me. It was overwhelming, and beautiful, and I am so proud. 

The fuzzy bit above my little boy is my placenta. 

(No, I will not be eating this, or ingesting it in any way... not that there's anything wrong with that)

The gaping hole in his chest is his little heart.

Looking down at him from above his head. 

My little owl.

So tiny, yet so powerful.

Here's lookin' at you kid!

Freaky, I know, with the lens of one eye visible.

He's on his side, his right eye is the small circle in the orbit.

Picasso-esque? Yes, a masterpiece.

This soon to be new mom and dad are still floating after getting to see our little man yesterday. I would definitely agree with those who say finding out the sex helps bond more quickly. I feel very close to my little boy and I am more excited than ever to get to meet him!