Today we had a level-2 ultrasound, but we will get back to that. Well, on Thursday I woke up and damned if I could not walk. So being the stubborn ass I am, I waited until Friday to call the doctor. So I spent last Friday and most of Saturday in the hospital. Yes, I know you are all jealous of the food, the transformer bed, and the sweet melody of sirens lulling you to sleep. After more tests and more tests and the night in the hospital, Josh now gets to poke me with a needle twice a day – breakfast and dinner no less… you know something to look forward to. Oh well, so I got a visit to the Fetal doctor who took these lovely pics with her very expensive doppler machine and deemed the baby a’okay.

This is a foot in case you missed the clue.
You are beyond help if you don’t see it under the label that says BOY.