Its a boy!

This pregnancy was so much easier on me in the beginning than my previous pregnancy with Andrew. My skin never broke out, I never got morning sickness and I was able to wear my regular clothes for so much longer! My husband and I went in for our normal 20 week ultrasound and found out we were having a boy! (I already had this premonition!!) A BOY!!! We were so excited and we already had a name, Brandon Danger Longtin. Our due date was set for 7/19/2009 right smack dab in the middle of an Arizona summer. After our ultrasound our doctor informed us that I had a low lying placenta and would need to come back in for another ultrasound at 24 weeks. She assured us that this problem almost always corrects itself and I was secretly excited because that meant we would get to see our baby again. At 24 weeks we went back in for the second ultrasound and during this visit the ultra sound tech kept going back over his head, I honestly never even thought anything about this. Afterwords the doctor informed us that indeed my placenta had moved to where it was supposed to be but there was a new concern: Brandon's head had what she referred to as frontal bossing and I was to have a level 2 ultrasound. My heart just sank. Even writing this now I remember exactly how I felt and it brings tears to my eyes. I must have looked over his ultrasound photos over and over and over again till I nearly drove myself crazy. Did I see it? Was I making myself see it? I just couldn't see it and to me they looked just like Andrews photos. At 27 weeks we went to a specialist and had the level 2 ultrasound done. It was horrid! For two hours I laid on my back while they imaged every single part of his body. The Ultrasound tech went over his head and brain with such scrutiny. We were then escorted into a specialists room where a lady who couldn't shut up went over and over with us what they saw. It could be this and that and so on and so on. She advised that we were to come back in another 4 weeks to see how Brandon was progressing. As Eric and I left I had already decided that I would not be going back. There was nothing further they could see from an image and in my mind I was happy knowing that he had all is parts and his brain looked fine. We went to our scheduled 32 week appointment and the OB laid into me, "why hadn't we gone back for the second ultrasound?" and how she would not deliver at the birthing center unless I went back and they signed off. I left a ball of tears. I could not go through this again. We went at 33 weeks and I was huge! This time I did not have the same specialist doing my ultrasound and she did not have very good bedside manners. I guess she wasn't able to get the arm measurements so the original specialist I had had to come in and try to get the measurements. Well as soon as she started trying I just broke down, I could not hold it in any longer and bless her heart she took this as the que for us to be done. Again they told me about the frontal bossing and also what appeared to be a larger than normal tongue and a depressed nasal bridge however she didn't see any reason why I couldn't deliver at the birthing center just as long as a pediatric nurse specialist was there for the delivery. I was so stressed but determined to make the last couple of weeks as enjoyable as a large uncomfortable pregnant women in the middle of summer could!