The first question Amy asked (our ultrasound tech) was if we wanted to know the sex. We of course said "no!", so she did a good job of keeping that to herself. Even through Britton's intense questioning. It started with, "Well, I mean, can you tell what the sex is?" To which she replied "Yes, it's pretty easy to tell right away whether it's a girl or boy". Britton looked at me and said "She said girl first!" Later, he tried to mistake the umbilical cord for a weenie. Wishful thinking bud, that would be one big weenie for one tiny baby. I had to ask Sherlock Holmes if he needed a breather, maybe he should step out momentarily? No, he said he was fine....Just a little curious. I almost pinched him...HARD.
Little BB was not cooperating too much, and had turned over onto its tummy for the ultrasound. The tech kept nudging the poor little one to try and get it to turn over, but to no avail. (By nudging I mean applying blunt force trauma to my abdomen via the probe-thingy) Stubborn--just like its Daddy.
Nonetheless, the baby is already so naturally photogenic (and probably gifted, let's be honest) that we still got some GORGEOUS pictures!
Baby Henig waving hi to Mommy and Daddy!
SUCH a beautiful profile! I think it has my nose :)
On the tummy of course, but I do love this one. You can see its spine, foot, thigh, tooshy, and head.
And lastly another profile showing the heart and spine.
LOOKIN' GOOD, BABY HENIG!!!!