Dave’s jaw is still hanging open from this, as he was pretty convinced it was a girl (I was waffling between the two). It was SO cool to see the ultrasound and get to watch our baby for a whole hour! It was amazing.
After the ultrasound we celebrated with raspberries, then took cupcakes around to Dave’s family while we called mine on the phone.
20 weeks! Halfway there (which is nuts, since I still don’t feel pregnant most of the time).
Grow, little baby BOY!
I got a celebratory run in last night that felt fabulous – it was mid-forties, misty rain… absolute weather perfection. 6.25 miles in 1:00:58, 9:43 avg. pace. We have a half marathon coming up this weekend, so that’ll probably have to suffice as my “long” run pre-race. Meh, it’ll do.
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