"I nearly fainted"

Last night Claudio and I went for our first ultrasound. The appointment was scheduled for 7:15pm. I was to arrive having had at least one liter of water and not having urinated for at least 2 hours, something that is bordering on impossible for me. By the time our names were called, it was 5 minutes past 8. It had been two and a half hours since I had gone to the bathroom. I don't know if my bladder has ever been so filled to the brim in all of my life. We entered the small office, darkened so as to see the plasma flat screen image better. The doctor told me to make myself comfortable, laying on my back, facing the eye in the sky. Claudio, at my side, hand in mine, the doctor squirted the gel used for these types of occasions, (hehe and others) and began taking pictures of our young one. Suddenly, the doctor said, "are you sure you don't want to go to the bathroom, just a bit, you have enough piss in there to give away!" I laughed and replied that I had been holding so long that if I started, I may not be able to stop, so that we should just continue.
First he showed us imagines of the baby's profile, it's heart, the developing organs, then the bones, and spine and ears. He/She officially measures 7.4 centimeters, or 2.9 inches. So tiny!!!
He showed us the placenta which is already in place, and my amionic fluid, and said that at this stage of pregnancy, I am exactly where I need to be, though a more thourough ultrasound will be done at 24 weeks, which will confirm that everything is exactly the way it is suppose to be. It is still to early to make declarations about health and development, though I am healthy and feel fantastic, so I am not worried about a thing.
It was a moment I will never forget for the rest of my life. Hearing the little heart beat, seeing it flutter on the face of a television screen, it all just seemed too surreal.
After alliviating my race horse of a bladder, I thanked the doctor, who told me I could pick up the photos and a detailed report of his analysis on Thursday.
As we were leaving the hospital, Claudio confessed, "I nearly fainted in there." I responded, "I nearly broke down into tears." We laughed and thought seriously about how the hell we will get through the hours of labor that await us...him sprawled out on a gurney next to me after having fainted at the sight of blood, and me in a pool of my own happy tears, hands, of course, reached out to eachother and clasped in something short of vice grip.