Last night was torture. I threw up three times at around 1 am and once I fell asleep Pixie woke me at 4, after which I was unable to return to slumberland. Until now, I have only felt nauseous all the time and haven't thrown up at all, so this was a first. The clue that I had to rush to the bathroom was when my mouth started watering like a garden hose and as I hung over the toilet I just opened it up and saliva poured out like a faucet. As this has never before happened as a predessor for puking, it was really quite novel.
We had the second doctor's appointment today and because I felt so awful all night and morning (and since then, incidentally) and got only three hours of sleep, my weeks of anticipatory excitement were getting ruined. Dave didn't get to hear the heartbeat last time so I really wanted him to today.
We met with the nurse for the check-up, and expressed an undying desire for an ultrasound. Getting them for fun, or non-medical purposes, costs about $600 but the lovely woman smiled after a while and said, "Okay, I'll go get the machine so we can play." I nearly wet my pants with joy.
She squirted the goo on my stomach and in half a second there was the baby! Dave and I were spellbound! It moved all around! It kept moving its arms and hiccupping and swimming from side to side and at one point it did a sommesault! Its favorite move was pumping its left arm in the air. It did not sit still! Dave was very proud.
"It's hyper just like I was!" he exclaimed.
It was a perfectly formed little baby and we could see its heart beating. The whole thing was quite surreal. The real-time video was very sharp and clear, the pictures printed from it much less so, and these scanned versions below even less so. But nonetheless, this first one is of the profile of the baby's body, its butt in the upper left corner and its head in the lower right.
The only part of the baby in this picture is its arm and hand, the stick-like projection in the bottom right corner. He is clearly practicing for for school-hood geniusness: "Pick me! Pick me!"
This last one is looking right into the baby's face (head is in lower right corner) and you can see the arms and legs and hands and feet.
In real life it was all much more obvious, but I am still quite glad to have the pictures. Next time we find out the gender! In watching the squiggly little thing, Dave and I both agreed it definitely seemed like a boy. We will know for sure March 9th!