32 Weeks Ago.

Still here. Still pregnant. Still going a little bit out of my mind with the anticipation of meeting this baby girl any day now. In the meantime, here's a little flashback from my pregnancy journal to one of my all-time favorite moments: our first ultrasound. 

7 weeks, 1 day. September 9, 2011
9:45am

This morning is our first ultrasound. I will be leaving the house in approximately one hour to meet Hugh at the doctor's office. To say I am a bundle of nerves would be an understatement. I have been tossing and turning and waking up at the crack of dawn for the last three nights.

Hugh has reassured me at least ten times per day that everything will be fine. After all of the waiting and hoping for this baby, I can't help but worry that we're going to go in and find out it was all just a dream.

More this afternoon, but for now I am deep breathing and willing myself to feel at peace and hoping with every fiber of my being that we get to hear the whoosh of a tiny baby heartbeat this morning.

2:15pm
Oh my goodness sakes alive! There is really a baby in there!

I was a nervous wreck at the doctor's office. My anxiety coupled with the 55 minute wait made me a real basket case by the time the tech finally called us back.

Once we got into the room and got situated, I felt like I was either going to faint or vomit. Hugh was perfectly calm, as he has been for the last three weeks. I was lying back on the table and Hugh was standing up by my head looking at the screen with my clammy hand clasped between his cool palms.

Our tech started the ultrasound and I couldn't look for fear that something would be wrong or there wouldn't be a baby there at all. I decided I would just look at Hugh's face instead. Seconds ticked by, he stared at the screen, and I stared at him with my stomach in my throat.

All of the sudden he broke into the biggest smile. A split second later, the tech proclaimed, "There's your baby!"

I burst into tears, looked over at the screen and, sure enough, a baby indeed. A teeny, tiny baby with two arms and two legs flitting all around. Lots of happy crying and disbelieving laughter and hand squeezing.

The ultrasound was quick, considering I could have stayed there all day staring at that sweet babe. She did all of her checking and measuring and said everything looks great. She also told us there was only one baby in there, which disappointed the baby's daddy a bit. He was hoping for twins. I was not.

After the ultrasound we met with my nurse and doctor. Here is one upside to infertility: everyone at the office is really freaking excited when you finally get pregnant. There was lots of hugging and handshaking and congratulating from the people who know it has been a long road getting here.

All in all, everything looks great and we are right on track to have a baby sometime around April 26th. The perfect, springtime baby we have been waiting for all this time.