I'm upside down but my mommy says I'm right side up!

So all this time, I thought that the feet were supposed to be down, with the head up, but apparently noooo...my feet are supposed to be UP and my head DOWN...who knew???

Well, just to stop mom from worrying so much about maybe needing to have a big surgery, I decided sometime over the past few weeks to go ahead and flip the "right" way (daddy checked on the machine at his office today...pretty useful guy, huh? He, along with everyone else, kept telling her not to worry, that I had weeks and weeks before I was "stuck" in the wrong position, but you know her...)

Oops - I kicked my daddy!

So we were sitting here watching TV tonight, and I was doing my somersaults, when BAM my dad was able to feel me kicking! I felt kinda bad, but he seemed SOOO excited (it was the first time I'd kicked him, after all; till now mom's borne the brunt of my little feet...now dad gets to join in!)

Still a little underdone, but...

I'm viable! Yay! Now what does that mean? Well, as of Thursday the 2nd, I'm over 24 weeks, which means that IF I were born, I'd have a fighting chance. There have been slightly younger kids born, so they consider 24 weeks to be the age of "viability."

On the other hand, my mom says that if I come out now, she'll be so mad at me she may lock me in something called the "NICU" for WEEKS! That doesn't sound like much fun, so I think I'll stay in here for a while longer ;-)