Yesterday I had my ultrasound (I’m 19 weeks now) and got a good look at George Foreman Jatania III. I’m almost embarrassed to admit that I’m totally giddy about it. I thought that, the third time around, everything would be old hat, and I’d be happy and everything, but not so silly about it all. But yesterday at the ultrasound clinic I was just bubbling over with joy. The little one is looking great, all the parts are there and working well, and I can’t wait to meet the little squisher.

Since Sir Monkeypants was at home with our other two squirts, I asked for a picture from the ultrasound session, which costs a shocking $5. In the waiting room after my ultrasound, I was paying my fee and then practically jumping up and down looking at the fuzzy black-and-white shot. Another couple was waiting their turn and the woman said, not unkindly, “Five dollars for a picture of a jellybean.” And I said to her with a totally glowing face, “It was SO WORTH IT!” She smiled — I think she knew how I felt.

Yay George!