Time had sure gone by us pretty fast. I was now three months preggers. We were going to find out if the baby was going to be a boy or a girl at the next doctor apt. That was going to make things a whole lot easier on us. Then once we knew what we were having then we could decide on a name for baby Fox. Then Michael would stop calling the baby Foxy! Hopefully.
I had a feeling Michael would still keep calling the baby Foxy either way. Because he enjoyed getting a rise out of me from doing it. Silly man. I was all dressed for the day.
We were going to get to hear the babies heart beat today to. We would get our first photo of the baby. I was so excited! I had on a light pink maternity ward dress on me. And my hair was teased up in a ponytail.
I bend down to get my shoes on my feet. Slip
