1:41 p.m. - 2006-05-25
Looky, looky:
My eleven week sonogram was yesterday, and boy do we have an active one on our hands. Poor doctor couldn't get him (my husband swears it's a him) to be still long enough to get an accurate heart rate. He was punching and kicking and flipping and flopping.
I may be incubating the next Billy Blanks. (Only probably much whiter.)
You can all thank Muffin for the labels, as she said she couldn't tell assholes from elbows on the last sono picture.
OK, now to go back to work with this shit-eating grin on my face!
(I think I'm gonna have to clean up my language before this kid gets here...)
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