my stubborn, little sweet baby b.

**I started writing this as a super long, detailed post....but I'm exhausted from running around smiling like a darn fool all day so I'm going to give you the cliff notes version.**

Arrived at my appointment 30 minutes early.

Worked on party decorations while we waited.

Called back and within minutes, saw Baby B.

Ninety minutes in, the tech had me walk up

 and down the hall in hopes to turn B around to get other shots.

Ten minutes later, check.....no turnage.

No turnage = no gender reveal.

Tech turns the shots over to radiology and says she'll come back 

to check on the gender in fifteen minutes.

Hubbin grabbed skittles, water, and I did some wicked cool 

stretching to try and turn the baby...

[see below]

vinyasa, baby.

So let's recap:

two hours

three tries

walking and running up and down the hall

skittles

intense "stretching"

and a couple "stern" talking to's 

[ie: we're not buying you ANYTHING until you show us what you are...]

SKWEEEEEE!

49% of y'all had it right!

and 2% really thought I was having an alien? you rawk!