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24 weeks...

Well, here I am, in my fancy scrub pants! (Ignore the spot near the hiney...I think it's from the camera!) Clearly the baby bump is still growing...and growing...and growing :)

We had an ultrasound today - it was so fun to see Baby Dot again! We've been missing our girl since we haven't had any pics in awhile. We made sure to confirm that she's really a girl - I started having bad thoughts that we were going to have to re-think a lot of stuff! Luckily, we were blessed to find out that everything looks good. The technician did say she's "below average" (38th percentile) for size, but I prefer the term "petite". It has a better sound to it, don't you think? (I was surprised, too, because when you look at the bump you do not assume the baby inside is petite!)

I've had lots of my therapy kids want to rub the bump lately! Today, in the middle of feeding therapy, one of the kids said "Marissa, can I touch your baby?" I told him sure, after he washed his hands (cheetos + the juice from a vienna sausage = bad combo to have on a white shirt...or any shirt for that matter!). Another kiddo decided that the baby wanted to be tickled, and a different kiddo reached her hand over while I was talking to another therapist and rubbed the bump. Who knew the kids would be so interested?!

The grandmas are all busy on crafting projects for Baby Dot, I'm busy on trying to figure out how to make bows, Matt is busy on thinking of father-daughter activities, and Baby Dot is just busy! Today during the ultrasound she was playing with opening and closing her mouth and then she stuck both thumbs in her mouth and started sucking. It was so cute to watch!

Next up - birthing classes! Haha, that should be fun!

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