This baby is head down! Hurrrah! Hurrah!
I got to see the white halo of his head. I saw the small curve of his calf. I saw his boy parts. They were very proud boy parts. I told him to stop showing off.
Ultrasounds are weird. They are black and white and not-very realistic. Yet… you feel this rush of love when you see the little baby parts. Even if the ultrasound is going right through his face making him look like Skeletor.
I felt especially connected to him when I discovered that a part under my left boob that I thought last night was a foot, was actually a foot. Really, even though the person is inside your body, it is nearly impossible to tell which part is which. The butt feels just like a head. Whose butt feels like a head, I ask you? For some reason seeing that foot made me feel like I knew him a little better.
This ultrasound was a little on the down low. My midwife simply “borrowed” the machine for a minute and did a quickie. So I didn’t get any pictures. I don’t know if he’s measuring ahead or behind or anything. But I do know the exact whereabouts of his foot.