Lost Photos Found!

Six months (or so) along in pregnancy, we had our ultrasound done - the one where I learned the sex of our unborn baby girl, but Husband did not (at his insistence - not because I was being mean as my grandmother accused me of). I was rather excited about our ultrasound photos and was eager to post them. Husband took them upstairs to the desk, so he could scan them in later, and that was the last we saw of them. I was not the most graceful with this development and had more than one frustrated tantrum about it - and more than one protest about how maybe we need to rethink our organizational systems? hmmm?

During one of my tantrums, I threw up my hands and said, Fine, we'll fine them when the child was ten and they'll be completely faded and it will be completely anti-climatic.

She wasn't ten. They weren't completely faded. She was ten days old, however, when Husband found the two books on the bookshelf that Fyo had shoved the pictures in between.

So here's our baby girl in utero. She was just as gorgeous inside as she is out. The above is the first glimpse I had of just how much she would look like her brother and how little she would look like Husband or I.