Oh baby, look at you! No one would mistake you for a lima bean now. You resemble a life form now, maybe not a human life form, but a living creature nonetheless. I am just a little freaked out by the last picture, the overhead shot one, it's a little too Alien Nation for my liking. I do, however, like your chubby belly. I asked the tech if you were an abnormally fat fetus, she didn't seem to think so, but I'm not so convinced. Our 12 week appointment went amazingly. You scored the best possible numbers you could get on your genetic tests, in fact, the counselor told us I had the risk of a 20 year old. A 20 year old! I made her say it three or four times.
Hands down the best part was getting to see you again though. I was in agony. My bladder was so full that it was actually giving me back pains, and when the nurse saw how full it was on the ultrasound she called me an "overachiever". My pains were all forgotten though when you popped up on the screen. You were in a perfect position for the tech to get all her measurements (genius), and your Dad and I just stared at you. The tech thought we should get to see you move around and you were being very lazy so she had me cough. Baby, one little cough woke you up and sent you flying, with your little arms and legs waiving in protest. Just when I was thinking how bad I felt and I was going to have to make it through the next 6 months without ever coughing again, you flipped over and stuck your little booty out at us.
You are definitely our kid.
A real charmer.
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