So yesterday was a big day for the Ryan's. We had our 21 week ultrasound appointment in which we finally got our first glimpse of the parasite we have been calling "the Peanut". Lucky for us there was no snowstorm (that two foot event ended yesterday), no giant traffic jam, and no accident obstructing our way to Denver. We got to the doctor's office and the ultrasound technician wasted no time in determining that we are going to have a girl. WOW! Taiga's dad, Ben, was lucky enough to be able to join us and enjoy the first glimpse of our daughter.
In all, the technician, who used to work up here in Summit County, took 65 photos, and we're glad to announce that as of yet, we haven't dismembered, killed, or otherwise upset her. We're unsure from the photos, and we're currently taking bets on the attributes of her physical traits. Taiga
thinks she has a Ryan nose and lips. I'm not sold on it. What do you all think? I think the technician got a little annoyed with us because we kept asking if there were any skis attached to our daughter's feet. Not so much. It's ok though, Holly (yep that's her name--if you don't like it, tough luck) got back at the accommodating technician. I guess Holly had her whole hand in her mouth while she was trying to get a photo of her hands. So the technician shook the ultrasound wand and as a reaction, Holly punched back. That kind of reactionary behavior doesn't sound familiar at all.
