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We are back in the game!

Stupid Stupid Office! These guys make me work, can you believe it? I mean, how dare they, right?

Anyways, work got in the way of this update. I cam back from the hospital a few hours back. 

There's a baby in there. And baby M's heart is beating! I couldn't contain my squealing.

I dreamt of a white tiger today morning, but you have no idea of the range of dumbing measures I employed over the week to keep myself from obsessing over today's appointment. 

As of today I am good. Good.

There's more I want to say and I hope to say it in a couple of days.

But, I am good.   :-)

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  1. Babies with beating hearts! Totally cause for squealing! That's wonderful news!

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  2. My heart is so happy for you! Yea!

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  3. Phew! Always good to see a heartbeat.

    I'm glad you're good and that the appointment went well, and that there's a baby in there with a heartbeat. White tiger sounds like a good omen...

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  4. Yay!!! So happy that you have good news today! White tigers are one of my favorite creatures-I agree that it sounds like a good omen.
    <3

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  5. YAY!! I was so hoping to see this post from you!

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  6. yaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!

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  7. you must be elated!
    so happy for you :)

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  8. I'm so happy for you that everything went well. Prayers for a healthy pregnancy and a healthy baby!

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