Turns out, that according to my husband I might already be slacking as a mother.
For the record, as much as I am happy about growing a person, I think back to all my single and childless years and realize that while I was happy for others, I really didn’t care that much about seeing their ultrasounds or following the growth of their baby on a FB tracking application. So I am personally forgoing those things. I do have a weekly tracker that tells me and my husband what is going on via e-mail but that is more to keep track of what week I am at…at this point I often forget how old I am (28?) so knowing how many weeks into the pregnancy wouldn’t happen with out my weekly little e-mail.
So how exactly am I slacking at 10 weeks pregnant? Well it turns out that last week when I got our first ultrasound and saw “baby” for the first time I was supposed to be more excited. I was thrilled to see that Baby was in there, had a heart beat, appeared to be developing hands and feet normally but mostly I was thrilled that there was only 1 baby in there (I thought we might have twins for some reason).
Seriously though, there wasn’t much to see in that Ultrasound. Especially this first early dating one. (They also did a trans-vaginal ultrasound on my which is seriously not as bad as I expected and actually better because I could actually make out Baby and recognize its developing limbs). I was happy to have received a print out of a couple pictures they took during the ultrasound I put them on my fridge next to about 17 Save the Date Wedding Fridge magnets and moved on with life.
Well I guess my husband thinks that we should share these photos with loved ones. On the weekend we were driving to a family gathering he asked “Did you bring the Ultrasound Photo?” I responded with a matter of fact, “No, why would I?” AND guess what, turns out that was not what he was looking for.
I felt that it wasn’t a big deal, we would tell the family we were pregnant and that would be it. No need to start inundating them with photos already right?
Well, he disagreed on that. Apparently, my in-laws do want to see the ultrasound photos which makes sense so he can bring them next time we visit. But I will not start whipping it out and showing it to every extended relative because I know a glazed-over look in someone’s eyes when I see it, and nothing brings out that look more than a fuzzy ultrasound photo with an overbearing mother saying, “Look at baby, see it’s totally obvious that this is the head right here….”