An early sign

As the ultrasound continued longer than normal this morning, we started developing a theory: Bun's got a fair amount of Anni's genes, because it was being difficult.
The doc requested the ultrasound to get a good look at the heart, specifically the arch. (Don't bother Googling "arch of heart" to find out what it is; you'll get YouTube video of and lyrics to the band Arch Enemy's "Heart of Darkness.") Anyway, it was nothing to be concerned about; it's just that the previous ultrasound didn't allow for a good view of the heart.
We thought it'd be easier this time around. Bun had other plans.
Let me back up. Before we even got into the exam room, Anni said she learned something about me. It came about when I started quietly singing along to a '90s country song playing on the waiting room radio. It was the only country tune to which I sort of know the words; however, she now is convinced I'm a closet country fan. Relevance to the ultrasound story? Not much, but Anni thinks she discovered a deep, dark secret. Whatever.
Not long after the ultrasound started, there was tension. Not between us, but between our nurse and another nurse who walked in about 10 minutes into the process. We eventually learned Nurse 1 is retraining in the ultrasound unit after toiling with gall bladders for years. (It made me wonder if, without our knowledge, she was actually using the ultrasound wand to check out Anni's gall bladder.)
Once the more experienced nurse (who broke the news that we had been dealing with a trainee) got involved, things improved. They checked Bun's heart rate: 140. They estimated Bun's weight: A healthy 2 lbs 3 oz. They measured Bun's legs: Long.
And, unfortunately for Anni, they made her roll around on the butcher-paper-covered table like a beached whale (her description, definitely not mine) as they tried desperately to get a good view of the heart. No luck. So, Bun's heartless. No, no, it' s just that the spine was in the way -- and Bun wasn't cooperating, laying sideways and nudging the bottom of Anni's rib cage.
They said there was nothing to worry about, though, which is good to know because it would have been a drag to leave the office thinking Anni was carrying around a baby with a giant spine.
So, it was good news again today, thankfully.
Here are two photos. I got spoiled by the good pictures from the last ultrasound, but this all we got today.
The first is obvious: Head on the right, belly and back on the bottom left, legs and arms at top left.

The second is a shot of the legs, which seem long. (My genes for height, I hope.)