(Article four of the "On Being Pregnant Series")
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Isn't she the cutest little ink-blot you've ever seen?? |
The coolest part of pregnancy is getting those first few sneak peeks at the baby via an ultrasound machine. The image is black and white, blurry, like a bad charcoal drawing; and also the most amazingly beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. It always amazed me how little they are (only about 4" and 2.5oz at 15 weeks) and yet how much they already look like a fully developed baby. I loved feeling them kick then seeing it on screen a moment later. When feeling the movements my imagination would always try to figure out what was creating the sensations, but here I could see it, in real time, live. It was breathtaking. A weepy person I am not, but both times I saw my babies for the first time kicking around in there, I cried tears of pure happiness. Afterwards, I'd check my book to make sure the oversized alien head on my perfect baby was normal...
Before I had kids, I'd view my friends' ultrasound pictures with indifference. "Um yeah that's great. Where's the head again? Oh that? OK I think I see it. Uh, here you go." No so anymore, now they elict genuine responses of "How adorable!" and "Look at that cute button nose!" I see no blurry images anymore. I see a cute little baby waiting to bring his/her own brand of joy to the world.
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