Houston, we have a heartbeat.

Houston, we have a heartbeat.

It’s true. We’re going to have a child. Actually, what we really want is a chinchilla that we can spray paint yellow and call Pikachu, but I think we went about it the wrong way this time around. You win some, you lose some.

Honestly, though, we are super excited to become parents, especially as this child is going to be the cutest thing you ever did see (Suri Holmes-Cruise? Shiloh Jolie-Pitt? They will have nothing on Liz or Micah Junior.) and is going to make us millions of dollars as a child model. How else are we going to finance our child’s Harvard education? We got to hear the heartbeat when we went to the doctor’s on Wednesday. At first I was a little nervous because it sure sounded like they were probing in outer space and not in my abdomen, but soon enough there it was, 170 beats per minute. It was pretty exciting. As of right now the little one is about 2 1/2 inches long and weighs less than an ounce (for those of you who are not familiar with 12 week old fetuses).

We’re not picky about gender . . . we’ll take either, although we’ve kind of felt that we’d have a girl first. It’ll be about six weeks before we find out if we’re having a Little Micah or a Little Liz. Until then, feel free to post your guesses, and any name suggestions you might have. We’re thinking about sponsoring a “naming theme” contest for the Micah and Liz Heiselt Children. You know, things like “Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys” where we name our girls names like Mace, Oregano, and Paprika and our boys names like 4th Avenue, Broadway, and North Temple (okay, so they aren’t really back streets, but you get the idea), but we’ll get back to you on that one.

Feel free to bust out the ginger ale and celebrate!

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