I was originally supposed to have my first ultrasound visit just after Christmas, but there were scheduling issues and my appointment was rescheduled for the first week of January, just after the kids went back to school from the holiday break. I was anxious and excited. I knew it was probably too early to tell the s*x of the baby; I was just about 12 weeks along and they usually can’t tell until around 4-5 months.
Jonah went to the appointment with me. I had to go with a full bladder, so I’d been drinking water all morning, since I woke up. We arrived about 10 minutes early, which gave me time to check in and register. It was another 15 minutes after that a nurse called me in finally.
She led me to a room that had a bed and a few different machines. It looked like your basic exam room,
