It's Not a Trout (now with Picture!)
Harpo shocked and confused the ultrasound tech this afternoon by initially measuring a week ahead of schedule. “Are you sure of your dates?” she asked.* Uh, yeah. From other angles, Harpo wasn’t as drastically huge, but we seem to be having a big baby. Shocker. Harpo’s heart is still beating strongly, and we got to listen to it over the ultrasound machine. We saw a head, a body, hands, and fingers!
Some of our neighbors were gathered for munchies and beer this evening, so we wandered over to the gathering, pictures in hand, and finally spilled the beans. People were wonderful, and their love and excitement is helping it seem a little more real to me. Of course there's still the terror that we've told people so now everything will go wrong, but that may just be the way things are for a little while.
We're having technical difficulties tonight, so pictures will be posted once our problems are worked out (or once we're awake and coherent enough to deal with them). In any case, not tonight.
UPDATED: Here s/he is!!!
*But actually, she was the coolest U/S tech we’ve ever had. She didn’t bat an eye at Cait’s presence and understood that we had used donor sperm, so she wasn’t really questioning the dates. She just could NOT fathom why Harpo is so big. She also made it clear that being big is not a cause for concern, just weird. Go us.