(Zach insisted on hanging our first glimpses of "Baby Little" on his inspiration wire. And he's like the town crier telling every person we encounter, "My mom is PREGNANT!" It tends to startle bank tellers and grocery clerks.)
Yes, that's an ultrasound and that's a baby... and it's growing inside of ME. I am a sacred vessel :) I spent a very nauseous and tired first trimester in Hawaii, grateful to get in a lot of cat naps while Zach was free to roam in the sunshine.
(Zach took his job as protective big brother very seriously from the get go (this was in Hawaii). He is constantly hugging my belly and talking to the baby. Constantly.)I am ever so slightly feeling better and starting to grow at a rapid pace. When you are barely 5 feet 2 inches you have no place to go but straight out. Our newest crew member should be arriving in September sometime. Now all the frantic spring cleaning posts might make some more sense, eh?