The BIG Ultrasound

Where does the time go? And why does it always seem to take my motivation with it? "Oh, thank goodness for the blog! I am going to document every bit of this pregnancy!" Yeah, right.
We had our 20 week ultrasound on Tuesday. Of course, this would be the one morning when Judy would be having cataract surgery, and we couldn't take Reeves out until later in the morning. And, of course, we'd scheduled the earliest appointment so that we wouldn't have to wait very long. And, of course, the office had set up a new rule that children aren't allowed into the ultrasound room. Oh well, Murphy's Law. Thank heavens the ultrasound lady is a friend of the family and was almost as excited to see Reeves as we were to see Duece, so Bryant was able to sneak him in. (After all, she did take Reeves' first picture. My, how he's changed in two years, what with all the tissue he's got surrounding his bones and the breathing air now!) Reeves actually made it for a good 10 or 15 minutes, but then he wanted me to hold him, and he was quite interested in playing with the jelly on Momma's tummy. It doesn't taste quite as good as strawberry Smuckers. I know this because he tried to get me to taste it. So, Bryant had to leave with him, but not before he was able to see some really good pictures. We even watched as Duece put his hands behind his head, just like Reeves does. Can it be hereditary? And, No, we didn't find out the sex. I am only using "his" and "him" because I don't like calling our child "It", and I'm too lazy to type his/her everytime, and I've been saying "his" and "him" for 22 months, so why change now.
Everything looked great. The due date was right on according to this ultrasound - August 25. Duece's heartrate was 138, but please note that I had not yet had my cup of coffee that day, so I'm not sure that's a reliable indication of determining sex. Momma gained another pound, but I blame that entirely on Grandmother's macaroni and cheese that she made for Easter. That stuff should be illegal. I could exist on that and that alone, it is so good.
As I was leaving, Debbie (ultrasound nurse), told me to tell Bryant that she knows what it is. What!?!? Why are you telling me this? I know, in the rational side of my brain, that she has been doing this for 20 years, and she surely can spot the sex on an ultrasound immediately, but I can't. And she never mentioned during the whole appointment that she saw it, or that I should turn away. So, to my happily ignorant, pregnant mind, she didn't know, and that made me happy. But now, I know that she knows, and knowing that someone out there knows what you don't know isn't a good thing to know, ya' know?
Next appointment isn't for another month. I will post ultrasound pics once we get them decently scanned. You wouldn't see much more than a black box right now.