Went in for 37 week appt today, and doc asked if we had done a third trimester ultrasound. I looked at her puzzled and as she’s feeling around she was worried baby girl flipped to breech because of the broad hardness at the top of my belly. So they squeeze us in to an ultrasound room to discover that no, girlfriend’s just got some junk in the trunk that she was tucking her knees up under and she’s still head down. No measurements, no weight guesses, so here I am bouncing on the ball to try and get her down more than she is! Here’s her squishy demonic face 💗