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here's to meeting our deductible before june!

yesterday was eventful; after an evening and morning of cramping with spotting, i was advised to head to the emergency department for monitoring to make sure all is well with the littlest porch. it was a long time spent waiting but i got a sneak peek at the baby via ultrasound (making sure the placenta wasn't over the cervix) and holy moly you guys - that baby is gettin' BIG. i always picture this tiny little bean in the lowest part of my body but the ultrasound tech was way up on my belly - and there was baby! hanging out! heartbeat was wonderful at 138bpm and the little one was dancing around which was amazing to watch! our anatomy scan is in early february & i am so excited to find out who this not-so-little bean is & learn about the growth so far. we've started throwing around names (okay, i throw a name out there and watch porch's face for reaction) and thinking about what we will actually need for this kiddo. so far, all i've come up with is a crib (and that's probably not going to be right away anyway) and probably a new infant car seat. so the list is pretty small... though if we're having a boy, we'll need some onesies that brag about how he loves his mama so so much - you guys remember how many daddy's girl outfits charlie had?! yeesh. and if it's a girl, well, we've got her covered as long as she is a relatively close size to her sister.

and to close, i have to share that charlotte is the sweetest big sister EVER. she cuddles up to me and says things like, "i just love that baby so much" while rubbing my stomach. she loves to listen to the heartbeat with me and giggles when she hears it. it makes my heart burst and makes me so excited to see her grow into her role as the big sister.

xo
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let's call this "18 weeks" and an LOL HairGoals curler in my hair, courtesy of C ;)

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