Graham and I went yesterday morning for my 22 week ultrasound. The baby is perfectly healthy, with, as the ultrasound technician put it rather eloquently, “a beautiful, strong heart”.
Here’s our little babe.
I told you he’s a kicker!
And here’s how we know he’s a wee boy babe.
There’s no mistaking that money shot!
And so my life is about to become filled with toy tools, action figures, legos and fart noises. And I couldn’t be more thrilled.