The Anatomy Scan

 I attended this ultrasound alone. I wanted to sit in whatever feelings came, good or bad, completely by myself. I was anxious the entire drive there. My heart was racing in the waiting room, and honestly I don’t think I took a real breath until I saw my sweet baby wiggling around on the screen.

Their little nose was pressed right into my anterior placenta, using it like a blanket just like their big sister did. Some things already feel familiar.

Because of the complications I’ve had this pregnancy, the doctor checked all the important things first. Every measurement, every movement, every tiny detail mattered more to me than anything else in that moment. Then finally, it was time for the gender.

The probe moved slightly and suddenly there were baby legs wide open with absolutely no shame and… well. Duh.

Now let’s rewind a little.

At 12 weeks, during an early scan because of my complications, the doctor guessed the opposite gender. We were technically a little too early for a reliable ultrasound prediction, but from that moment on I held onto it tightly. So walking into this 20 week anatomy scan, I carried those expectations with me whether I meant to or not.

So hearing the actual answer felt heavy at first.

But then baby started posing for the camera. The doctor captured some of the cutest ultrasound photos I’ve ever seen, and suddenly I was crying for completely different reasons.

I cried because I know, for me personally, this may be my last pregnancy. This journey has been hard on me physically and emotionally. And I cried because my daughter is going to be the best big sister in the world.

There is something so special about sisterhood. Whether it’s biological sisters, childhood best friends, sisters in Christ, or the women we find along the way in life. I have been blessed with so many forms of it. To now create that bond for my own child feels almost magical.

Close in age and hopefully close in life, too.

And while I carried my own complicated feelings about the results at first, those feelings will never be projected onto this baby or onto our relationship. Because at the end of the day, this little soul was made specifically for our family.

And honestly… the final result just makes sense for us.

Maybe one day we’ll get our prince. But for now, we’re just fairies in a magical little world, being our most whimsical selves together. 

It’s a Girl…Due 10/02/2026!!