Last week, we got to see you again. We don’t have any pictures this time, though. We heard your heartbeat at quite a strong 152bpm. We checked out the ultrasound to see if we could find out your gender, but you would have none of that–your legs were quite stubbornly crossed, and wouldn’t budge despite the medical technician’s best efforts. That’s my boy/girl 😀 We did get to see you, though, from a number of different angles. It still astounds me, particularly when seeing you move, to know that you’re real. As I say to a lot of folks, it’s getting less and less abstract a notion every day.