Written in February: Today marks nine weeks. Tomorrow is my third ultrasound. Hopefully, our little elephant’s heart is still beating strong. Our last pregnancy did not make it this far. All of my pants are tight, and by the end of the day I unbutton them. It’s been hard not to share the news publicly yet. Sometimes I want to wait until we have proof of the gender, and announce to my grandmother that she’s having her first great-granddaughter. Granny Gee will be 90 this June. I think that would be an awesome birthday announcement for her.