Three great things have happened in the last 24 hours (in ascending order of importance):
1) That insipid Danny Gokey got voted off American Idol (sorry, Gokey fans), setting up the first AI finale in a few years in which I've liked both of the finalists;
2) A conference call presentation for a nightmare group of people actually went well this morning; and
3) The Peanut looks just great. Nice strong heartbeat (177 BPM), a few fingers, some groovin' in the ute, and a couple of hiccups. HICCUPS! Could anything be more cute?
What could be decidedly un-cute is that the doctor said we could reasonably expect more bleeding, as poor B's sac is still not competely collapsed. But I am writing it here so I can revisit when I'm freaking out -- she said it was NORMAL, that I shouldn't WORRY unless I'm soaking a pad every two hours and having bad cramps.
Easy for her to say!