In-cyst-ing on it

The follow-up ultrasound for the choroid plexus cyst on WeeBey's little fetus brain was this afternoon and as expected, the cyst is "ahh goo!" For those of you not in the know, that is Emmie-speak for "all gone" and when you say it, you must throw your arms wide open and end with an upswing in your pitch on goo.

Baby brain is all clear, as everything I read and was told by the doctor said it would be. When I say I wasn't worried, I'm not lying. I really wasn't. I was more excited about getting to see the baby again than looking at it's noggin.

I can still say "it's" because I held firm and didn't find out the gender yet again. Josh smugly sat in the corner, probably believing he could see and interpret the genitalia while we were looking at the head.

We got some awesome shots of the face and really clear profile pictures. We also witnessed some amniotic fluid consumption and an epic battle of thumb vs. mouth that ended with a successful insertion after much maneuvering.

No sign of what caused the pesky bleeding incident last week, so we're chalking it up to randomness once and for all. Cervix looked good, no funneling, but they refused to measure it so I don't have any details about length.

That's it, folks. Sorry to waste your time with a boring pregnancy update. But that's all I got today.

For a laugh or two, head over to SnarkyDaddy where he is apparently upset Sony forgot about him and still thinks he knows the sex of WeeBey.