+ No dating +
Well, your little journal here seems to have taken on a definite pink hue. There just might be a reason for that. :-)

The ultrasound went perfectly. You are a squirmy little thing! Daddy and I got to see your 4-chambered heart, the lobes of your brain, your bladder, great shots of your legs and feet (Big Foot!), your spine, your arms and fists, and yes, even your little girly parts. You were doing a headstand, with your butt straight up and we could look right down and see the answer to the great Gender Question. Poor daddy's outnumbered now! He's very excited though, and so am I. It's just amazing to know that you're there, you're having a good time, and you're healthy. Thanks a lot for falling asleep in the middle of the ultrasound, but at least I was able to wake you up with a couple of giggles and a nice, deep breath. Boy, when you move, you move. No wonder I can feel you!

The doctor had no worries, everything is absolutely perfect. My weight is unchanged still, but he said that's fine. We're so excited! Now we get to shop for baby girl clothes... They're cuter anyway. Hee hee.

Oh, and your daddy made his first rule. You're not allowed to date until you have either graduated from medical school or saved up $2,000 in a piggie bank to pitch in for your wedding. Hope you don't mind.