This time it was short and sweet at the doctor. My blood pressure and weight were fine-even though I did hit my personal "eeek" weight mark. Reagan was in a good mood and even waved at the doc-last time she just cried. We have to go back in four weeks, but they scheduled me for five weeks. So we will get a little break before we have to start going every two and every week.
Little Dennie 2 is kicking away and crowding my lungs. Just twelve more weeks and she will make her grand appearance-or maybe he will. We can't wait.
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