So I come to you fine people after chilling a bit tonight post ultrasound. Yep, the fourth so far. I have to have them more frequently because of the early on issues but, it all looks beyond good.

Ace is no little guy, he weighs JUST under two pounds, which is above average, the little butterball. He's nine inches long on the money and he's as shameless, as always to show the ultrasound tech that he is a man and proud of it. Takes after his old man.

I'm on target with weight and have kissed any chance of being a small B cup after this experience goodbye, I now comfortably fit in a generous D. And I will miss my perfect, mark-free round but non-saggy boobs.

All in all, all is well and now I really want some Oreos and peanut butter and orange juice. Heartburn city, here I come!

( Everybody sing it with me! )

Engaged.

Who would have thought.

Tesla, you're doing the cooking, so, don't make plans for...well I'm not sure yet, but I'll let you know.