Drumroll, please

Today was my 15 week checkup with the MFM group (perinatologists who specialize in high-risk obstetrics), and the doctor continues to be absolutely THRILLED with all four of us.

The ultrasound technician spent a lot of time measuring different parts of each baby, but you guys – I was in such a haze. I asked if I could record video of the scan, but it’s against hospital policy. Poor Rob had to miss the appointment, and I tried my best to remember every single detail, but the ultrasound was able to spy the sexes of PB&J.

And so my mind went a little foggy because all I could see were bits and pieces.

I do know that all three babies are measuring right on time – absolutely perfect. All three weigh approximately 4 oz. They all showed off their hands and feet, and we were able to see six kidneys, three bladders and three stomachs. All their cords look good, as do their placentas and amniotic fluid levels. Babies B and C have anterior placentas (and both are hanging out on my right side), and Baby A has a posterior placenta.

Speaking of placentas – the two anterior placentas mean I won’t feel those babies for quite some time. But Baby A? I felt Baby A tap, tap, tapping for the very first time this morning. It felt almost like how your pulse feels inside your arm when they check blood pressure, only not quite so strong. There was one tap, then nothing for 30 seconds, then another tap, nothing for about a minute, and a third tap before all fell silent.

It was 5 a.m. and I was awake to pour water up my nose (aka the blasted Neti Pot), and I had just gotten back into bed. I was trying to go back to sleep when I felt the first tap. My eyes flew open, and it was impossible to sleep once I felt the second tap.

Today has been amazing.

What, have you had enough rambling? Well, hold onto your britches. I’m almost there.

Back to the ultrasound. Baby C, who you might recall is the elusive Ninja Baby who tricked us into thinking it had expired back in my seventh week of pregnancy only to make a miraculous comeback a week later, well, Baby C is STILL elusive. The tech was only able to get a between-the-legs picture and a photo of ONE foot. What a stinker.

In addition to the babies looking great, I am looking great, too. My cervix is long and closed, and the doctors are thrilled with my progress so far. I will be monitored weekly because I’m at risk of an incompetent cervix, but so far, all has been more than well. Hooray!

Here’s the first set of photos, which includes a group shot showing the top of Baby C’s head, Baby A’s belly and Baby C’s belly along with profile shots of Baby A and Baby B.

Cute, right? I love seeing their little faces.

Now, the information/photos that so many have been waiting for. I tried to cover up the important parts to preserve the modesty of my tiny offspring, but, well, you can still see it somewhat. I’ll let the ultrasound technician’s notes do the talking this time.

In case you have a hard time reading the notes, PB&J are GBG triplets – two girls and one boy. The ultrasound technician said she’s nearly 100 percent sure all three are accurate, but the doctor said he’d wait to officially OFFICIALLY call it until the next appointment. The boy parts were mighty clear, but girl parts are usually more tricky. Both girls had the telltale three-line look, but you never know, right?

Can you believe our sneaky Ninja Baby is a rotten little girl? She is going to be a HANDFUL. It’s a good thing her daddy knows all the tricks of the trade – I was too much of an angel to catch any shenanigans she’s going to try to pull. YOWZA.

So there you have it, folks. My next checkup with the MFM is in three weeks, which is when they’ll do that big anatomy scan. I thought they got a lot today, but apparently there’s a lot more to measure – times three.