Peek-a-boo and some Dancy-Dance Time

First of all, we have to have the most UNCOOPERATIVE child in utero E.V.E.R.  Signs to come??? Sigh.

We went back over the river today to get our follow-up from what we thought were last week's not-so-good 3D ultrasound pictures.   Who knew that last week's pictures would turn out WAYY more fabulously than today's pictures.  Baby G#2 did move, and is no longer transverse; unfortunately, she decided that head-down and looking at my spinal column while smooshing into some placental pillow was a way more convenient position.  To the sonographer's credit, she turned a 20-30 minute session into almost an hour trying to get this little bugger to budge.  We got her hand to move and that was about it.  We twisted, turned, contorted, folded in half, took pee breaks, but to no avail.  She felt so terrible that we left with a complimentary baby hat AND baby blanket as well as a compilation of all three visit's pictures AND videos.  And poor Ryan... he learned all about female anatomy today, and also that there is NOWAY this kid is a boy.  That small sliver of hope is gone.  Ain't happenin'.  The dream has died.

In any case, here is a set of last week's pictures in color, followed by today's "best shots"...Lots of shadowing.  If there is one noticeable feature it would be that this kid's rockin' some massive chunk-o-cheeks.

Massive cheeks. Oh, and a squished nose. (Apparently it's all smooshed in the placenta.)

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In other news, Cameran's personality is quite comical as of late.  She gives kisses on demand, waves at approprate times, and is quite the little ballerina.  Girl's got rhythm.  Usually when I try to take pictures or shoot video she shies away, but tonight we was pretty darn funny...

Cameran saying hi to baby beating the crap outta Mommy.



Cameran dancing, patting, and kissing.



Cameran patting beating, kissing, slobbing, dancing and jabbering.



Three randoms of Daddy singing, making funny faces, and receiving slobbery kisses from Cameran.







Disclaimer: Cameran's horrid outfit combination is a result of her being way too interested in her new Jessie pjs and me being too lazy to remove her pants.

Thank you to those of you who have "come out of hiding" (see previous post)...Still looking for lurkers to come forward and say hello.  Feel free to "Follow" our journey, which is also how I find a lot of the blogs I follow as well ;)

Who Are You?

No, really...

Just like Blue Caterpillar asks Alice...

It's not that I NEED to know, as much as a curiosity.  Since adding a few page tabs at the top and the blog's web address to my signature on a few boards I am a part of I have seen "traffic" significantly increase from a month ago. 

Which logically leads me to believe there are far more of you reading, whether you are a once-in-a-blue-moon reader, a semi-regular lurker, or an actual "follower"-Who are you?  Do you have a connection to Down syndrome?  Are you finding my from BBC or perhaps from another blog and find it easier to link from there than to "follow".  Or maybe I am in your google reader, in which case, I have no idea.

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Father/Daughter Dance Party

...and this is why I love him...

Luckily for me he doesn't look at this blog to see that I am showing off exploiting his killer moves for the sake of personal entertainment. ;)

Anniversary, Father's Day, and a little in Between

Graduation, Smiles, and Such

On Saturday, May 21st, my dear husband completed his Master's Degree.  Normally he is not one to seek out recognition, but this particular festivity warranted celebration.  We discussed months ago whether or not he should "walk" at commencement.  At first he was hesitant--did not want to at all.  Then he slowly realized that yes, this is an accomplishment worth celebrating.  I was proud that he was proud of himself.  He also realized that if he decided to walk it would be the perfect excuse for his parents to come into town.  And they did!