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We went to the doctor yesterday and got to see the baby. We're right on track for 11 weeks and everything seems to be good. I'll feel much better at the next appointment when I get to see that little heart beating again and I'll be at about 15 weeks. Here's a picture of our little parasite. My scanner is on strike so I had to take a picture of the ultrasound, sorry it's not the best quality. It's a pretty fuzzy ultrasound too. I promised my doctor that when I win the lottery I'll purchase a new machine for them. She said she'd have them name a suite on the woman's health floor after me if I did. I have to go keep the B awake now. Baldy's on nights right now and I have Drill this weekend, so as I'm ready to walk out the door he's walking in, and he'll be tired. I plan to exhaust the B and keep him up late so he'll sleep in late with Baldy in the morning. Fortunately the B is night owl like me. Unfortunately the pregnancy has left me ready to pass out by 8pm. Which, at this point is thrilling at the same time it's exhausting. That and the crankiness, and the fact that I'm breaking out like I'm in high school are all good signs for me. Keep those fingers crossed.