I can actually see my baby!

Our first ultrasound did go very well, our second went much better.

Turns out my doctor didn't just find an excuse to send me back. He was really concerned about some of the things they didn't find in the first ultrasound. Like, the aorta for instance. Now we can really see how truly incompetent the first tech was.

My doctor sent me to a high risk clinic for this ultrasound. They have better equipment and use doctor's instead of techs to do the ultrasound. The baby was totally fine, but I was actually kind of grateful to the first tech for not getting it right. We got these amazing 3-D pictures.

It was wonderful! I felt like I actually got to see my baby, which in turn, helped me to finally get excited about having this baby. And apparently I am carrying the baby really far back (really I don't feel like I am, I'm still sticking way out in front, but that's why the first tech couldn't get any pictures). The doctor actually had me laying on my side for most of the ultrasound so he could see the baby better. We also found out it is a little girl. She has a name and everything now. You, however, can call her Boogs, or Boogie, whichever you prefer.

The moral of the story is good things can come out of bad experiences. I'm glad we had the horrible tech to start out with who missed some very key elements in the babies anatomy. But I'm also glad that boogie is fine.