Scan report: Succotash was curled up deep in my pelvis, but when I jostled him a little and said "Succotash - SATs" he stretched out his little legs and we got a good look. All is well. Six ounces, growing right on schedule. Nose. Spine. Heart. Umbilical cord. Nads. A good shot of a hand. He seems to be using my bladder as a pillow and my fibroid as an ottoman. Elbowed me a few times and the tech said "Oh boy - you're really in for it with this one."
Also - we settled on a name two days ago. I wrote it in the baby book.
It's starting to feel real.
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