Good grief.
Sitting here on my couch, watching Dr. Oz,while my dear, sweet Leila screams bloody murder.
This has been going on for...ohh... about an hour.
In the process, this little girl in me is pushing her way to the front of my belly (not my bladder for once) and it's so sweet. I love being able to feel her with my hand, as creepy as that sounds.
We saw HER for the first time on Wednesday. She looks much more like me than Leila. Therefore, my theory is, she'll have D's coloring. We'll see. Two little red heads would be sweet, but I'd love a little dark haired girl.
Anyway... I should probably be cleaning, not blogging.
Goodbye!
P.S.
Disneyland minus Leila in...33 days!
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