i wasn’t worried the bean had gone to heaven.
i knew the little genderless sea monkey would show us it’s face…

i just didn’t expect the sudden sick feeling as i walked in there…
the cute hipster sonographer joked that we might find 2 in there
since that had happened earlier in the day.
{and since i hadn’t had a sonogram yet…}
i had to give him the ole half-smile through my insta-sweat…
oye, two.
no thanks.

as promised, after taking lots of good shots, and measuring, and letting us get a good look at that baby face in 3D {technology is awesome}, he took those up close gender shots and made us look away {wasn’t his first rodeo}…
i had to ask if he was sure he knew,
and he said in 20 years, he’s never been wrong…

baby is measuring to the day,
looks nice n healthy,
and my favorite news of the day:
my scar looks great.

he checked the “thickness” of my c-section scar.
he says it is worrisome if it’s less than 6mm thick.
mine is 16mm.

guess all that worrying to my OB about double suturing the inside,
and not stapling the outside was a good idea…

i should have no problem with a VBAC, he told me.
and with my midwives that i chose, he assured me, i was in the best hands to succeed.
and that’s exactly what i plan to do.

in fact, i was so happy with this news,
that i have completely forgotten my anxious-anxiety
about the gender.

i did have to take my sealed envelope over to a friend as i left the place,
just to ensure i wouldn’t sneak a peek,
but i am excited to be surprised!