If we were to have an ultrasound today, I’m pretty sure it would be something like this:
Personally, I think Micah is jealous that I get to feel it and he doesn’t. I’m sure the novelty will wear off at some point. Our real ultrasound is in ten days–that’s December 7th, if you wanted to mark it on your calendars (you can be sure it is marked on ours). So far we’ve had lots of votes for a girl and two votes for a boy. Anybody want to change their vote? Anybody who hasn’t voted yet want to take a stab? You’ve got a fifty-fifty chance of being right . . . .
Other than that, all I can say is it certainly is squirmy. Especially when I decided to try lying on my stomach last night . . . I don’t think I’ll be doing that for another five months.