Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Corbett house
not a creature was stirring, well...except Benjamin & Otis.
Your stocking was hung on our mantle with care,
in hopes that in 11 short weeks your arrival would be here....
Your father was nestled all snug in his bed,
while visions of Royals opening day danced in his head.
And your mother in her lounge pants, usually accompanied by a cat
Had just settled in for what is...at this point...a nap
Then there's something about a sleigh, reindeer and an overweight gentleman.....
blah blah blah
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
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Happy 29 weeks, babe!
You are the size of an acorn squash (or a butternut squash)
11 more weeks to go!
You had a checkup this week, and are doing just fine.
You get to have a sonogram next week again, because you were uncooperative last time and they couldn't get a good picture of your spine. (you were all curled up so cuddly, and apparently had no intention of moving out of that position). It was there in your anatomy scan....and last time I checked, those things don't just disappear. Maybe you just like your photo taken :)
We hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and a blessed New Year! We are definitely looking forward to what 2014 has in store for us :)
Love,
Jay, Jenna & Baby Girl Corbie
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