Friday's ultrasound showed that the placenta had moved away from my cervix, so no previa, meaning no mandatory C-section for that. Yay. The boy is breech, but Margaret was too until late in the game. I think my kids just prefer to be head up if possible. I'm not going to worry about that until January. Also, he would not be prodded by the tech into taking his hands away from his face so she could get us a 3-D face shot, not that we asked for one. His stubbornness is evidence that we did get the correct embryo.
Margaret loves yo-baby. She knows where we keep it, and is not shy about letting us know what she wants. We're a tad concerned about the sugar content, so if you know of a whole-milk yogurt without added sugar please speak up. There is no denying Dear Leader when she demands her yowawa.
The well dressed girl always wears hand-knits.
If you're wondering why you haven't seen the sweater on my Ravelry page, it's because it's my mom's work. Mom refuses to be enticed onto Ravelry, much to my frustration.
