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…so we went to the doctor yesterday. (*collective groan from readers* “…just tell us already, Diana!”)

First of all, I discovered that even though I may not feel it yet, Baby Bondo moves NON-STOP. At least while a little ultrasound thingy is poking at him/her. I also discovered that as the baby grows, it gets harder to distiguish as a baby in an ultrasound. Doesn’t make sense, right? I guess it’s because the baby gets more crowded and contorted so you can’t really see the whole thing at once. The doctor was talking through the whole thing about what she saw and what the baby was doing and I was mostly just like, “Uh huh. Uh huh. (I have no idea how she’s seeing this.) Uh huh. Uh huh.” And then, all of a sudden, “There’s a hand!”

The doctor typed in Hello, but I’m pretty sure the baby was tossing out a “Holla!” You know, cause he/she’s already cool like that.

So I’ll spare our child the embarrassment of posting the “gender identifying” picture online for all to see (I could see that coming back to bite me in about 15-16 years), but I’ll just go ahead and tell you that Baby Bondo is a…………….. *drumroll*……………
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Yay! And his name is Noah. So there you have it. :-) So, uh, until next time, Noah says, “holla!” :-)