We had our ultrasound this morning and saw a beautiful, sleepy little girl curled up and using her placenta as a pillow. Awwwww. Toward the end she gave us a little thumbs-up as if to say, "It's cool, you guys. I got this."
This pregnancy is SO different from the other two. First, I'm carrying much higher and more compactly than I did with Ocean or Iris. I can still wear regular jeans (just bigger ones) which wasn't a possibility past 12 weeks with Ocean, and about 9 weeks with Iris. Really.
Also, this one is QUIET. She kind of rolls around from time to time or gives me a little thump to let me know she's there, whereas at this point with both the others it was like a freaking three-ring-circus inside my uterus. The ultrasound tech called her stubborn because she wouldn't move. I prefer to think that she's laid-back. I'm freaking due for one of those, for crying out loud.
Also, the profile didn't scream PHIL! like the other two did. At least not to the same degree. So maybe this one will look more like me...? A mother with long pregnancies and what feels like even longer labors can hope.
The name we will keep to ourselves until she arrives. I'd love to tell the kids, but then everyone would know. So they'll have to wait as well. They both seem content with the idea of another girl and I'm looking forward to seeing how she blends with the entity which we call OceanIris. (Ocean, by himself, is fabulous. So is Iris. Together? Holy Shnikes. Put on a helmet, get the hose ready and don't look directly at it or you might turn into a pile of ash.)
We'll close with a photo of our newest dominator.
