
This was a very traumatizing ultrasound.
My Mom was in town so we thought it would be nice for her to see the bean on the screen. It was pretty cool for her since she didn't get to have an ultrasound of her own when I was born. She couldn't stop talking about how she saw the baby making sucking motions. Thankfully she was with me since poor Papa Brown was super delayed due to the stupid subway. I was really anxious that Steven was going to miss everything so it was nice to have my mom with me.
The U/S technician was getting very impatient with the Brown's. First of all, she was getting frustrated with me for texting with Steven constantly and then she was upset with the bean for not showing off his heart! He was pretty quick to show off his *ahem*, though, which is how we found out he was a boy.
About 45 minutes into the U/S, still no Steven to be found, the tech told me to do jumping jacks so that BBB would shimmy around and she could verify his healthy heart. Stubborn little guy was just stalling so his Pops could make it in time for the last bit of the appointment.
Steven arrived an hour after the appointment and he got to see the little bean kick and squiggle. Apparently, BBB also mooned the camera. Like father, like son. Anyhow, after ANOTHER 30 mins of trying the U/S tech gave up and rebooked us for another appointment.
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