Roo had her 6-month appointment today. She's almost 17 pounds (70%) and 23.5 inches (95%). She's hit all the milestones, and she's now ready for stage 2 foods. I'm going to have to get a new puree machine now, since I killed the other one in just one day

Now for the bad news: During her abdominal exam the pediatrician found a mass. We're scheduled for an abdominal sonogram Friday at 10:30am.

I'm trying not to freak out, but it's hard. I can't help feeling like I've been preparing for this moment since I found out I was pregnant with her. I can't help but feel like, after losing my two other pregnancies, that this gift I've been given wasn't meant to be- like she was mistakenly given to me and I don't deserve her.