Flying Colors: Our NT Scan

Ok, so last week, at our ultrasound I said I was on "Cloud Nine" after seeing the baby move. Today? I am....on another planet? I don't know how to describe this to you all. But I'm going to try...

So we went today for our NT scan. I am exactly 12w0ds. I wasn't feeling very nervous, just nervous that we might be too early to get a guess on the gender. We showed up at the specialist's office. I'm not sure if this is how it's always done, but my doctor sent me to a perinatologist to have the scan done. We did my blood testing the week prior, so I knew he would be able to give me all of the results today. First of all, his office was beeeeautiful. Exactly what I'd hoped my OB's office would be. Padded leather chairs in the waiting room, fresh flowers everywhere, sculptures, artistic pictures of cute little baby feet...Oh well, as my husband said, "We like our doctor. Her office is irrelevant." Ok. Yeah.

This doctor was quintessential LA. Tanned, bright-eyed, attractive, and looked like he might offer me a boob job or botox while we were at it. He started by scaring us a little with the statistics about Down Syndrome (1 in 200) and other abnormalities. I could feel my husband realizing the seriousness of this appointment. Then he assured us everything would "probably be fine," and covered my tummy in gel.

First of all, I should say, no one warned me about how HARD they push on your stomach! Ouch. I guess they have to manipulate the baby and put it where they want it. Whoa. Annnnyhow, after literally only about 30 seconds of pushing on my stomach he said, "So do you guys want to know the gender?"

We were like, "What? Already? You know already??"

And he said, "Yep. I definitely know. Do you want to know?"

Um, YES!!!!!!!

Guys, we are having a GIRL!!!!!! Oh my god, I said I was ok "either way" but I really, really, really wanted a girl. A little girl. My eyes got filled with tears and I was torn between looking at my husband and squealing and "having a moment" and sudden increase in panic that what if something was wrong with my little girl? So i stared back at the screen while he pushed her around like a bumper car in my belly.

Long story short, I won't bore you with the odds here, but basically everything was amazing. All of the numbers were great and at the end of the scan he brought us back into his office and was just beaming and squirming with excitement. After combining the measurements with my blood work, he said, "I have to tell you guys, this is the best scan I have seen in a year." Oh my god!! I was beaming with pride, relief, and shock. I mean, no one told me this was a test you could pass with Flying Colors??

Oh and the best part? During the ultrasound, after looking at the measurements and hearing the heartbeat (160bpm), he looked at me and said, "You are NOT going to have a miscarriage." What?? Can he say that?? Well, he just did. Holy shit.

So yeah. I am literally bouncing off of this earth. Gravity has no meaning for me today. Who cares that I threw up at the gas station?? She is so totally worth it. I am going to have a daughter.

Sorry the pictures are blurry. They are a photo of a photo. He said next time we can bring in a flash drive and he will give us all of the pictures and videos from this scan and the next one. Also, we didn't get a pic of the gender shot, but it was so clear, even to us. Three little lines. The doctor actually called it the "classic hamburger." Yes, really. My husband loved that.