I had the option, you know. The one where no blood tests would be conducted. The one where we'd just sit back and see if anything emerges a few months further down the line. The one where I wouldn't have had to sit in a room and help two nurses hold Morgan still so that they could poke needles in her hands as she cried her heart out in pain.
But. I'm a nerd, heh. I had to know. I'm what you'd call an Infornographer. Knowing will help me figure out how to best look after Morgan.
On a positive note, I got her the cutest Baby Rocker ever. No, not a boyfriend. This:
Picture quality sucks, I know. It is merely a pain to unpack and repack it for no valid reason at the moment. I will post better pics at a later date!
This, on the other hand, is the first vid I'm posting of Morgan since she was born. It was taken a few days ago, [1st of March] whilst she was in the middle of her Tummy Time.