It’s a girl! It was so incredible to see her on the ultrasound – I still can’t believe this beauty is in my belly. I fell so madly in love the second her little face came up on the [huge] ultrasound screen, I almost forgot about the firepoker that seems to have lodged itself in the center of my ribcage (and from what I hear, isn’t going to budge until my organs reclaim their space in my abdomen.)
*Sigh* A little girl. Looks like Scott’s got a lifetime of being over-protective to get started on, and me…well, I figure I’ve got about 13, 14 years before she turns into a teenaged terror and makes my life a living hell until she moves out. Really looking forward to the rest of it though. We’re halfway there – 20 weeks down, and 20 to go. See you soon little one!
In other news…Charm School started, which means Ashley “A-Bomb” Blontourage has returned to my TV screen. Super psyched about that, too.
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