update: The baby has a fine head!

We’ve had the ultrasound. There were two techs in there getting pictures, and the baby was being stubborn (a terrific addition to our family–it’ll fit right in) but apparently they were able to visualize all the organs and all the bones. At the end, although they couldn’t find a radiologist to talk to us, the techs phoned the midwife, who said it was okay to tell us the baby would be okay.

I thought I was 25 or 26 weeks but really, I’m not sure (see–with your first pregnancy, you know right down to the minute how pregnant you are; this is the fifth and I know within three weeks) and the baby’s head clearly measured 27 weeks 5 days; the baby’s arm measured 27 weeks 3 days. I couldn’t see the rest of the measurements. Kiddo#3 did this too, being just a bit bigger than they thought he should be, and then he was born at 8 pounds 10 ounces on his due date. So it looks like things are on track.

They were cagey, we suspect again the lawyers were in the ultrasound room with us, and it wouldn’t stun us if the midwife on Monday says, “Well, they couldn’t get a good picture of *whatever* and you’ll need to have another scan” or “There’s a slight problem with the *whatchamacallit*” but it look as if, at this point, anything they might possibly turn up would be fixable. And fixable I can live with. Liveable I can live with. Fatal would have put me under a rock for six months.

I want to send a big thank-you to everyone who prayed for us or sent good wishes and good thoughts. It helped a lot.