I must admit that I am still in shock as the tech has confirmed and shown me that it is indeed a third boy! A big, healthy boy by the looks of it. Certainly worth celebrating. I must admit that I wasn't trying to get my hopes up, but really had thought the "plans" were that we'd have a little girl in there. I never imagined all boys. I had been dreaming of dollies and dresses, pink tights and tea parties for the last several weeks. So I almost feel like I'm mourning the loss of a little girl that will never be, but also feeling incredible amounts of shame for not feeling as happy as I should be about another healthy little guy. I'm hoping the nasty feelings won't last long and I'm sure they won't. And I hope you read this right, I didn't get pregnant to have a girl...that wasn't it. I wanted another baby and God has definitely given us one that we will love and enjoy as much as the other two. It'll just take me awhile to adjust to the fact that I have all boys...it definitely is "The fox and the hounds".
The little guy was very stubborn. He sat with his little head straight down and in...not giving any profile shot or really anything of the face. The tech was shaking and poking and rolling on my stomach with that camera thing for over an hour. She made me get up and move around, bend over, drink, pee...whatever I could. I was getting really sick of it and all that belly goop and my back always gets incredibly sore on those tables. Poor Greg was waiting out in the lobby with the boys. She finally sent me home with no pictures, and asking that I come back next week as she couldn't get all the measurements they needed. Uggh. So there's the update and hopefully next time I'll have ultrasound pics to share.