Two weeks later, on the morning of November 2, I ventured into Nashville to go to the ultrasound. I had planned on goofing off around town after the ultrasound because we had tickets to see Patty Loveless at the Ryman that night. Kelly met me at the doctor and we patiently waited our turn in the lobby along with some sketchy looking people. We were finally directed to a very dark room. I laid down on the table and Kelly sat next to me in a chair while the tech turned the machine on and squirted the heated gel on my stomach. While moving the wand around on my stomach, she said, "Look at the tv on the wall to see your baby. Wait - babies. There's two!" I looked to my left at Kelly and shouted "Kelly Henderson!", like he did this to me on purpose. Like his usual self, he just giggled. We just stared at the screen. She confirmed that by this point, I was 11 weeks along. We even saw one move it's little bitty nub legs! This is how they looked at 11 weeks (Ryder on top, Knox on bottom):
After we left, we went to Arby's to grab some lunch and just sat quietly and stared at the ultrasound pictures and looked up every once in awhile and just laughed. I don't think anything could wipe the big grins off our faces.
Two weeks later, we went back to get another ultrasound to run tests and this is what they looked like: