Today has certainly been a long day. I have been looking forward to this day since I confirmed I was pregnant...we were supposed to find out the gender of our baby today. This little baby had other plans. First thing this morning, Mr. Wonderful gets a call from his mom that his grandfather passed this morning. Of all days for this to happen! So we started off sad...then we had a bit of a change in our schedule at school which can sometimes be a bit of an adjustment for the teachers and kids. Then in the last 30 minutes of the day, our principal called an emergency meeting after school...the same time I was supposed to be getting the ultrasound. It was just one wrench thrown in my plan after another today. I felt badly about not going to the meeting but which one would you think is most important???
So I rush out of school at the end of the day to get to the doctor's office. We were on time...or so I thought! When we got to the office, the receptionist has this worried look on her face and says that we are late for our appointment. Literally all of our appointments except for this one is at 3:30...this one was at 2:45. So my doctor couldn't see me. You all don't understand. I have been agonizing about how we were going to reveal the gender of this baby. I wanted to do a party but I didn't think I could wait 2 days for the weekend to have the party. So we decided to have it the night we found out so my wonderful sister got everyone together and organized the place where we were going to meet. It really has been a bit of a frenzy the past couple of days. I even talked with the baker who was waiting to hear whether it was a boy or girl so she could fix the cupcakes for us. When the receptionist said we couldn't get an ultrasound, my heart sank. She told me that there was not a chance we would get it done today and I almost lost it. She told me they would make me a radiology appointment and they would have to do the ultrasound on another day. Ms. Sheila is the nurse that we talk with when we call in and she was the person making the appointment today. She came out and told us to go down to radiology and that they would actually be able to see us today. I had to ask her 3 times whether I was understanding what she was saying because I didn't think we would be seen today. She was so sweet and assured us that we would get it done today.
So we get down to the admitting department and I never realized that people have to go through all of that to get an ultrasound. We even had to pay $200 for the ultrasound...I just didn't even anticipate that. But we paid our fee and then went to see the radiologist. Yall, the last time I saw a radiologist, they were checking a lump in my breast and he did not have a great personality. I was thinking great, now I get to go work with this doctor who looks at pictures all day and never interacts with patients. I wonder if he/she is going to go along with our gender reveal plan. We get over there and the lady who does the ultrasound is just wonderful. She was so nice and willing to do all she could to make sure we find out the gender. So we go back and she looks, and looks, and looks, and takes about 50 pictures of the head, arms, legs, even the baby's bladder. But NEVER gets a good look between the legs. I think the problem was I was hungry and had to use the bathroom so we didn't get to find out the gender today. I was so bummed. I felt like it was all my fault. I was looking forward to having the party, and buying clothes, and start planning the nursery. I tell you, the story of my life is that I make plans and God has a good laugh.
So after we let everyone know, even the baker, that we were unsuccessful today, I felt like I had been hit by a train. We went to church and then ended up going to eat with my in-laws and my parents I at least felt better spending time with my family. So I plan on calling the office tomorrow and seeing if I can get in before my next appointment which is on September 17. The radiologist tech who did the ultrasound today thought that it may be too early to tell the gender and if we wait until I am 20 weeks, which is next Thursday, they will be able to tell for sure. My next ultrasound isn't scheduled until December so I am really hoping they can squeeze me in and get one done before then. If not, you guys are going to have to pray for me because I don't think I can make it. This is one tired sister. The good thing is that our baby is healthy and is measuring right on schedule. I just hope we have better success next time. Until then...
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