Little wiggleworm

I have to make a confession. I haven't really felt like I was really pregnant. I know I went through all the horrors of morning sickness and weight loss and expanding belly but it all still seemed like everyday stuff. I guess in a way it was my way of being in denial. I was in utter shock when we found out we were pregnant and truth be told not sure I was ready to take on another pregnancy after all that we went through with the two miscarriages and the fight to keep Dawson inside me. Dawson has been a joy but a challenge too (got to love a strong willed child). I even kept my excitement to a minimum except when it was necessary (People don't understand when you say you aren't sure you are excited about being pregnant). Well.......that all started to change when we were told that we "might" be having a little girl at 18 weeks. *another confession. I really wanted a girl. I REALLY wanted to be able to honor my Grandma Kitty and give her the little Rosie that she had always been longing for. I felt that if I could have my little girl and name her after Grandma then I would be able to have a small piece of her around me all the time and maybe fill that emptiness that her death caused in my heart. Anyways.....the spark of excitement started to glow more when I found the outfit that Grandma Kitty bought for me to come home from the hospital in. I had kept it a rubbermaid container along with all the girlie stuff I had been saving all these years. It is a little yellowed (antiqued) but still very usable. I think we will be using it for her blessing dress. The glow grew brighter when we officially confirmed this week that for sure we were having a little girl and then yesterday the bright glow turned into a bonfire when I was laying on the couch and my stomach jumped around to the point that it scared the cat who had been laying very near the action. I am happy to say I am now happy, excited and overjoyed to be having a baby but so glad we are now done.

1st pictures of "E"

I guess I need to stop calling her "E" and give her a proper name. I guess I have been hesitant to reveal the name we picked because:
1. It took awhile to agree on a name 
2. We keep changing the spelling 
3. I have gotten mixed reviews on our choice when I have expressed it
and
4. I didn't want someone to like it and use it before we got her here (paranoid I know).
The name we have chosen for this miracle is......Ellyana Rosalee (pronounced ellie-on-a). Eliana means God has answered and Rosalee is a combination of Rosa for my Grandma Kitty (Her birth name was Catalina Rosa) and Lee for my Mom (her middle name). There you go. :)

We went in for another ultrasound yesterday because the 18 weeks one didn't show her heart chambers as well as they had hoped. It was a blessing in disguise because 4 weeks makes for big changes and my Parents were able to come this time and since they missed all of Dawson's pregnancy and this is my last one I really wanted them to experience the wonders of modern technology. 
Elly was very active and put on a show. She kept covering her face with her arms and hands and punching/kicking up a storm. At one point she had the tech laughing because she had pulled her legs up over her head and was playing with her toes and trying to put them in her mouth. 

Here are a couple pictures from yesterday:

Her profile. Look at the cute nose!

A frontal picture. Kind of looks like a skeleton but still cute.

 Look at that shapely leg. 

 She was waving at us. lol.

Her little arm and fist.

Here area couple of the 4-D pictures. Elly still doesn't have much baby fat on her so the pictures are somewhat distorted but enjoy anyways....

 This one was her saying "no more pictures please".