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No good ultrasound pics today. :( I saw some good stuff on the screen, but those didn't get printed. I have a couple of pics, but they would take WAY too much explaining, and probably no one would actually recognize anything. The tech kept pointing out things like hands and legs and bones and such. I couldn't see anything. The only thing I recognized was his head, and I didn't know if she would appreciate my humor if I shouted out "Yay! He has a head!" so I didn't. However, some interesting tidbits:

• He is still a He. I got to check out his "stuff" today. By the way, it would have been way funnier if the ultrasound tech had referred to it as "junk". Hehehe...
• He is still ALL ALONE in there. Thank goodness. No surprise twins for mommy, if those even exist. :)
• He is weighing in at 4 lbs. 3 oz. That means that he'll probably be around 8 lbs. when he's born.
• I'm about 8 1/2 weeks away, which is nothing new.
• He's in a little bit of a weird position. If you can imagine it, when I stand up, his head is around by belly button, and he's sort of in a sitting position, with his legs kinda sticking up and around. It doesn't sound very comfortable, but he sure did look comfy on the screen. He was also facing my back, so we didn't get to see any kind of profile, just the back of his head.
  
• I'm sure that's his butt RIGHT on my bladder!
• He was asleep most of the time of the US. He had his arms and legs squished up near his face. She was trying to get a better picture of his head, so she put a little bit of pressure on the wand thingee and he moved it a little.
  
• Is it weird that I thought he was adorable, even though I couldn't make anything out but a skeleton?? :)
• I got to see his heart beating, which was AWESOME. I also got to see his brain, which was FREAKY.

I go back for my regular appointment on Thursday, and I start every two weeks after that. I think that ultrasounds become very frequent at this point, so I'm happy about that. It's strange that I usually worry about EVERYTHING. I seem to really get off on making myself feel bad, therefore I often sit around and think about all of the negative things in my life and how much my life sucks sometimes, and how there is absolutely no hope of things changing. When I'm at one of the ultrasound appointments, it's the one time that I don't think about all of that stuff. Poof, it's all gone. All that I can think about is my little boy. Well, maybe that's not so strange. :)