Today was the day! We got to see Lady Jr in all their wiggly, baby-shaped glory. When last we saw them, they were hardly more than a curved head and tail, with a fluttering dot for a heart. This time, there was no mistaking that this was a baby human. We even saw feet!
Confirmation #1: Lady Jr is not a mermaid.
We were lucky to have our OB doing the scan herself, so she commented on each part we saw, letting us know what it was and how normal it was. I was surprised by how many organs we could find: bladder, stomach, kidneys, heart, and brain. The doc kept coming back to the heart, which was doing a good job of pumping with all four chambers.
Confirmation #2: Lady Jr is neither a fish (two-chambered heart) or a reptile (three chambers).
Confirmation #3: Lady Jr is a very healthy proto-human, full of organs.
Two arms, two legs. A spine where it should be. Ears. A round face with a big nose (just like one of their moms). So many parts surprisingly clear. I kept expecting something to be wrong but… nothing was.
Then of course, up between Lady Jr’s legs for the obligatory bits check. And there were bits. Or rather more noticeably, there were no bits.
Confirmation #4: Lady Jr is a girl.
Honestly, I was both surprised/not-surprised. Mostly just relieved to see her sucking happily on her toes, everything in the right place.
It was also cool to see her kicking and wiggling on the screen and to feel it at the same time. It was a bit of: oh, that’s what’s happening when I feel that. She was super active the entire time, which made it a lot easier for the doc to get all the measurements.
All in all, I’m glad I didn’t allow myself to think too much about all the things that could be wrong, but I’m also glad I was aware that so many things could go wrong, because each perfectly normal organ/body part was another happy point. So crazy that she is the same ball of cells we saw at 7 weeks. So crazy that Lady Jr is a she. Of course, she might not actually be and, if so, she’ll let us know that later, but for now having a pronoun other than “it” is surprisingly humanizing.
Now, to avoid getting inundated with pink things.