Lola smiled warmly at both of us, and then got a little twinkle in her eye. "Congratulations on the coming child!"

Ivy was scandalized. "Lola! I'm not pregnant!" she said, laughing.

Lola's smile widened. "I said 'the coming child.'"

Friday, August 24, 2012

She's a she!

Wednesday was our 20-week ultrasound appointment. The nurse asked us if we wanted to know the sex. We told her we did, and she showed us the relevant picture, and asked us to perform the diagnosis.

Having no good idea what we were looking at, we both tentatively guessed it was a boy. Wrong! It's a girl!

That's good, because we had a girl's name picked out, but had made little progress on boy's names.

In the past two days, we each dreamed about the baby, and in both cases it was a girl, so I guess our subconsciouses knew something we didn't.

All of the tests and measurements came out normal.

So, meet....

The Coming Child!


Profile shot

Feet!


Hand!

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