Our first OB appointment yesterday left us giddy and awed. After going over our medical history, running through the long list of prescriptions I currently take, and asking a few questions, our OB offered to do an ultrasound. Yes, please! Aaron and I were amazed. Our previous two ultrasounds were neat, but almost in more of a theoretic way. We knew we were looking at our baby, but we couldn’t really see much. For this one, though, the OB could show us the head, the developing brain, a tiny arm and a tiny leg, the umbilical cord, and a visibly pulsing heart (which we also got to hear again). It all thrilled us; we smiled and smiled, and Aaron laughed incredulously. The hematoma is much smaller now, too – a long thin line, instead of a blob bigger than the baby. Our baby is 2 cm now, four times bigger at 8w3d than the 5mm of 6w6d! According to my OB, I’m a “normal” patient now, a relief after such a complicated beginning.
So now, without further ado, allow me to introduce you to the Olive Shoot!
Why the Olive Shoot? It comes from Psalm 128, which refers to children as olive shoots. I think it will be a fun nickname to use on the blog while the baby is in the womb. Aaron is lobbying hard for a different nickname, though. He calls the baby Aloysius, a holdover from when he gave our A, B, and C graded embryos nicknames for each letter. He’s pretty sure Aloysius is the one that stuck. But I’d rather the name Aloysius not stick! So here on the blog, Olive Shoot it is. Hi, baby Olive Shoot!