It's all good...

So we got to get another look at our baby on Thursday. She is happily floating in the the perfect amount of amniotic fluid. She is exactly as big as she is supposed to be. Her arrival date is the same as it has always been. She is estimated to weigh nearly 6 1/2 pounds. She is folded in half which we all know is her favorite position. Her little butt is tucked ever so uncomfortably under my right rib cage making it impossible for me to get a good breath or to sleep laying down. She played with her hand and rubbed her eyes and practiced opening and closing her mouth. In other words... she continues to be perfect.

I am trying not to worry about the photos that were taken that made her look like she had a massively over sized CHIN and I think that we probably shouldn't mention the girly area photo that makes me blush when I look at it and will be really great blackmail in 16 years. My sister says those late ultrasound photos are always distorted. And since Kori is one of the smartest people I know and is in the medical profession, I will trust her. But if that chin is really that big... I am blaming Raleigh. Those Lund genes are very dominant.


I am also sad to say that there may be a little brainwashing plan in place. Oh... I have some work ahead of me. I can't have a Ute loving daughter. I already lost my son to that no good institution.