the day i met an alien.

i guess some people would think it's weird to refer to their child as an alien

but -

i find it lovingly appropriate.

little alien,

you had your first (and hopefully only) ultrasound a couple days ago.

you look great!

in the sense that aliens look great.

but, seriously all is good with you growth wise.

our tech said you have a nice spine and are 8 inches long.

so, uh, a little on the above average side in length which surprised me.

never thought i *might* have a tall child.

(i guess i am really discounting daddy's genes).

i guess you are looking at me saying "wtf, leave me alone in here"

to be honest you just look like a skull to me and 

i'd be lying if i said i thought this picture was cute.

mama doesn't lie.

146 bpm heartbeat. still a girl, but i still think you are a boy.

you are 8 ounces which is pretty average and you look like a little alien.

just what i expected.

you are squirmy lil thing.

which heck, i don't blame you.

if i had heat and sound waves prodding all at me 

i would want to get the hell out of the way too.

so i was proud to see you try to fend for yourself and not be bothered.

"that's my kid" i thought, not wanting to be messed with.

it was nice to "see" you and hear you are well.

there was no way on those fuzzy lil screens i would know 

if you have a hot dog or a hamburger bun.

so it was nice not to worry about ruining your surprise on your debut!

we have the nice print out of your face although you look a little like skeletor.
i think i would have actually preferred a print out of your foot though b/c it's recognizable.

but that's ok little dove.

i will love you if you look like an

alien or skeletor.

you will be our alien and skeletor and that is what matters.

keep on movin kid.

we are getting excited to meet you and oh dear, i have quite a while to go.

but, that's ok as we have plenty to do and you have plenty to grow.

love,

moma alien