We were looking forward to Tuesday because we were scheduled to have our 13 week checkup and ultrasound. However, on Monday night we were warned about the potential for bad weather with thunder storms and heavy winds due to strike High Point in the middle of the night.
Tuesday morning at 3 am, our NOAA weather radio went off announcing that we were under a tornado warning. As a little bit of historical reference, our area is prone to tornadoes and other weather related issues this time of year (three tornadoes and a weather-caused plane crash in High Point in the last two years). That’s why Courtney was sure to purchase a weather radio last spring. Needless to say, it’s come in handy thus far.
So, Tuesday we jumped out of bed, ran downstairs and piled the two dogs and cat into our downstairs bathroom. As you can imagine, two hyper dogs, a fussy cat and a pregnant and nauseous woman at 3 am created a fun little potty party. Thankfully, other than some high winds and a few downed trees in our area, everybody escaped relatively unscathed.
Unfortunately, the wind damage in Greensboro caused the City to implement its emergency action plan. That meant Donnie had to burn up the iPhone and e-mail most of the morning to coordinate the City’s media response – which got his day off to a stressful start, put him in a bit of a bad mood, and caused him to nearly miss the doctor’s appointment.
Once we finally made it to the doctor, we began the ultrasound and midway through, the power went out! The OB/GYN office is in High Point’s hospital, and evidently the whole hospital lost power. Scary stuff, hope nobody was in the middle of surgery when that happened!
The good part was that we got to do the ultrasound twice, which gave us more time to spend watching in amazement the little baby on the flat screen moving, hiccupping, yawning and covering up its little eyes with its hands (a little shy!).
Here we were, struggling through a hectic morning with crummy weather, stressful work and tired from an early morning wake-up call, and all of those issues just seemed to drift away watching that ultrasound. We were once-again reminded of the miracle of children, the sanctity of life and the joy that we will experience on that glorious day in October.
According to the doctors, the baby is perfect. Courtney is perfect (so says Donnie). Everybody is healthy. We go back in a few more weeks to find out if it’s a boy or a girl, but the ultrasound tech offered her professional opinion before we left. While it’s still very early, she said that her wager was that it was a _____. She claims she’s only been wrong once in 15 years when making the guess during the “early” ultrasound.
So, we think we know, and we saw a picture that leads us to believe that the ultrasound tech is correct. But, we’ll wait until our next ultrasound to make it official. Either way, we don’t care, we’re just looking forward to being parents.