That's right. I'm *that girl* now, who posts up pictures of her fetus. The twelve week appointment went really well, but the doctor couldn't find the baby's heartbeat with the doppler. It was hiding behind my pelvic bone or something, so I got to have another ultrasound, an over-the-belly type. Which is why the pictures are not so clear...the baby is still only a couple inches long and hiding behind all my fat. But it was found, healthy and moving and alive.
Anyways....
Here's the first one, which shows the head and a little hand waving. I really don't think it was waving. It was laying there all still and snuggly one minute, and then kicking and waving its hand the next.
Yeah, we woke it up, and it was pissed. I understand this feeling completely. Wake me up when I'm soundly sleeping, and I'll smack the shit out of you too.
And here's the second one that looks more innocent and less annoyed.
Side profile (you can see the skull too, yay me for taking all those many calcium pills) and the arms folded up at the chest. I think it finally calmed down and was trying to go back to sleep.
Makes me want a nap too. What's good for the baby is good for me.
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