You've probably picked up on the fact that the first trimester wasn't exactly Lifetime Original Movie material, but towards the end I got to have the coolest experience of my life. Finally, after waiting and fretting and looking forward to it for weeks, we got to have our first sonogram. I think it was actually much earlier than standard operating procedure, but because we requested a specific prenatal screening test (for the sake of getting the ultrasound), we got the ultrasound. You'd think there would be a lot involved, but it was quick. Baby Car hopped up on the little doctor table, popped her hood, and got all gelled up with some goop that I was glad was all over her and not me. Then BAM there it was, on the screen.
It happened unbelievably fast, like opening the door to the fridge.
Want a coke? Oh look, your unborn child. Needless to say, it was really, really cool. The ultrasound tech told us that the baby was about 6 centimeters long (<2.5 inches in layman's terms). The kid was active as hell, squirming around all over the place when Baby Car laughed or moved around. There were arms and legs flapping around and the tech said that everything looked healthy as can be.
We finally have proof. There really is a little person in there – and for the first time in my life I have pictures to show off that aren't dogs.
It happened unbelievably fast, like opening the door to the fridge. Want a coke? Oh look, your unborn child. Needless to say, it was really, really cool. The ultrasound tech told us that the baby was about 6 centimeters long (<2.5 inches in layman's terms). The kid was active as hell, squirming around all over the place when Baby Car laughed or moved around. There were arms and legs flapping around and the tech said that everything looked healthy as can be.
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