...And there's only ONE perfectly beautiful, and precious baby stretching out sideways in my womb!
Everything I could see gave me reason to think twins. I had a divine appointment with my dear friend and former midwife Janice who looked me over and didn't discount my premonition, so I couldn't stand it any longer. I HAD to know.
The Ultrasound place was booked for a couple weeks, and their "First Look" fee doubled after 20 weeks, so I called and asked (pleaded, begged, gave my sob story) if they could squeeze me in that day (Saturday).
They called back and set me an appointment for later in the day and I took Olivia with me for the first peek! I was really expecting to see two babies by this time, so before I arrived I asked the Lord to help me not be disappointed, and that if He was willing, I would be thrilled to see even just one healthy little baby in there.
This Ultrasound place is a really neat business. The Lady who owns it is also the sonographer, and has plenty of room in her "office" to fit all your family, friends, strangers, and maybe even enemies too, right in where they can watch baby with you on a big screen TV in front of your bed. It is really very neat, and Olivia and I fairly rattled around in there just the two of us.
The Technician could determine only one baby right away, so there was no room for even guessing. I kept thinking "Don't you want to do a better job looking? Maybe he's hiding!"
For novelties sake I was disappointed.
After I watched in awe for a while and fell in love with that dear little figure, I was sensibly relieved for logistics sake! HA!
The logistics of twins are probably better left to the imagination;-)
I have to tell you that as I watched the ultrasound technician take measurements and show me the baby's tiny heart, lungs, kidneys, stomach, and other functioning parts, I felt overwhelming gratefulness that my little one measures exactly in accordance with the dates I had been sure of.
He or she is 18 weeks, 6 days.
Weighs 9 ounces right now.
The paperwork says in effect, that every little thing is normal, normal, normal.
There are times in my life in which that word is the very music that carries me. Normal.
My baby is normal, and has enough brothers and sister's ahead of him to have made that dark nest a very roomy apartment! The U.T. said Little Bug was stretched out, and "very high" (so I had noticed!), and I told her that this is the most space and quiet this baby is likely to EVER have, and I hope he is taking full advantage of it and enjoying himself ;-P
I'd love to post one of the pictures I have, but my computer has been commandeered for a time and I'm grateful to be borrowing another.
Thank you for your kind words and encouragements. The Lord is so good to me. He has blessed me beyond my dreams and expectations, and certainly beyond what I could ever deserve.
I am very, VERY thankful!!
3 years ago