and I talked to her again.

Amber did get a call from her Doctor. The freaky ultrasound technician reported to the Doctor that Amber didn't have enough amniotic fluid. Amber went in to the Doctor for another ultrasound and everything is just fine! He measured the fluid in all four quadrants and there is plenty for the baby to swim around in. No worries. (I've never been pregnant - how do I know this?)

Amber did say she had a 3-D ultrasound done as well and got to see the baby's little nose, hands, and ears. She said the baby is perfect and awfully cute. Hmm!?! If she looks anything like her big brother, I'm sure she's too cute for words.

I've really enjoyed talking to her these past weeks though. It reminds me so much of when she was pregnant with Jacob...She tried to include me in as much as she could - I made her nervous by being nervous. I trusted her completely the whole time, I mean she's his first Mommy, the one other person in the world who loves him as unconditionally as we do. It's a little bittersweet, I guess, being in this spot again, feeling all of this with her again. I'm able to tell Jacob the story of his birth, the story of his adoption, and about his first mommy - I don't regret any part, any moment. I'm glad I can hold his history for him. I sometimes wonder if she's preparing me to be able to do that again.

On an up note, Jacob is finally calling me "Momma"! All this time, I have been "Da", which is what he calls Jeremy. If you ask him, "Where's Momma?", he'll point to me, but, when he calls for me, or looks at pictures, he's always called me "Da". We came home from the sitter's last night and I put him in his carseat, he gave me a kiss and "mmm Momma" is what he said. He said it a few more times last night. This morning, Jeremy went to get him from his crib and we heard him, a few times, a distinct , "Momma!". It's about dang time!