The Baby Health Situation and Ultrasound

                 September 1, 2013 was my first ultrasound to check the months and the health of the baby. With no health insurance, the ultrasound was self-paid by cash. My brother and I went to the clinic in Greenwich, close to where we live. First, I didn't know what to expect and I didn't want to expect anything. At this time, all of use were thinking maybe I was only 3-4 months pregnant but the ultrasound will tell us everything. When we arrived in the clinic, I saw my friend's mom in there. She works in that clinic. When she saw me, she came up to me and asked me what I was doing in there. So we told her the story and first thing that came out in her mouth was "what? no that's impossible. she can't be!" The way she reacted to the story was the same reaction I had. On July 4th, I spent my holiday with her, her daughter, her son, and my friend and they knew I had a tiny belly only. But again, that's why we were there to find out.

                 The doctor called my name. The time she called my name, my heart beat so fast and I had no idea why. I was put in the room with the ultrasound monitor inside. I sat down and I had no idea why I was shaking that time. Maybe I was just nervous. That's it, just nervous! A few minutes after, the doctor did the ultrasound. The moment I looked at the monitor, there it was, a BABY. A big baby? The baby was kicking because the gel was so cold. Then the doctor started talking to me. "Oh boy! Look at that baby, he's kicking hard." I was speechless, I couldn't talk at all. I tried to look away and close my eyes but I couldn't because I knew that wasn't a dream. "Cherry, your baby is 8 months and 2 days old pregnant." Wait what?! My jaw just dropped when she told me 8m and 2d pregnant. How?? A lot of tears came down and I had no idea what to say. I was in shocked. "Your baby is healthy and very active. You're very lucky." Thank goodness. "Can you tell me the gender?" She checked and she told me "I can't get the gender. Your baby is crossing his legs, hiding what's in the middle. But I think it's a boy!" At least he's fine but not 100% sure though. After the ultrasound, I came out in the room in a lot of tears. Someone even yelled, "Aww that's tears of joy!" It wasn't just tears of joy but tears of all the emotions (shock, hurt, confuse, etc) I couldn't walk properly that time. When I went to the waiting room to tell my family about the news, I couldn't even talk. "I'm over 8 months pregnant." The reaction of my brother was very shocked, the same reaction I had in that ultrasound room. Oh boy.. Now what? I was still in tears, a lot of tears. It was very unexpected but had to face it. I was just really glad that the baby was fine and healthy.