Shenanigans

My interpretation of what God is saying here: "Happy Friday, here's a little sky fire before the gloomy, gray stratus come rolling in."

Everything went well with my appointment this morning. However, it turns out I was mistaken about the size of baby. He or she is actually 1.8 CENTIMETERS, not inches. Making it about the size of a gummy bear, which is a much more fun nickname than peanut anyway and they make gummy bears bigger than my fist so that name can stick around for awhile. Score. The sad side of this is the doctor is saying I'm only 8 weeks and 3 days along. I'm calling shenanigans on that. My symptoms have lined up extremely well with being around 10 weeks. I'm holding out that they'll realize I just have a baby who would rather be gummy bear-sized right now than olive-sized because gummy bears are cooler.

It's okay, baby, you can get bigger, we'll still call you gummy bear.

Love,
-K