Short of breath

I had an ultrasound today. (She's huge now) I got to semi see her face, it looks like she has Ryan's nose. I found out one possible reason she's slowed down could be that she's moved out of breech and is now proporly positioned for birth. Good news. I saw all her little organs and her fat little rib cage. Definitely a bonafide baby. They're going to send the analysis to my quack and then I'll find out how much she weighs. I'm so excited.

Also, it looks like Ryan wants to keep Darth Vader so I can stop trying to find her a home. I'll touch base with him soon and find out. Although, I think he's renamed her Tigre, very cute. A lovable little four week old ball of allergens.

(p.s. baby was wiggling her toes during the ultrasound.)

So when my grandmother saw my belly after I left the room she told my sister there was no way I was lasting until May. So I guess I'm kind of torn. The sooner she's out the less sleep I get, the less free time I have, the less I can protect her.

If she comes early I'll get an SMA answer sooner, but even then. Am I ready to know yet? I like her where she is (most of the time) where I can know everything that's going on, where I can feel her every move. Although, she has slowed down a bit the past few days, which really has me on edge. I just want her to go wild and kick out. I'm so scared she's getting weaker.

I guess this is just the first in a long line of defeats. I kind of always thought the day I'd realize I couldn't protect her from everything wouldn't come so soon.