20-Week Sonogram

At our 20-Week sonogram, Baby refused to cooperate with the technician, the beginning of what I'm sure will become a life-long trend of refusing to pose for pictures.

We had no luck getting a good profile angle the technician needed to complete the exam; the baby just refused to cooperate. They even had me chug some apple cranberry juice and jump around the room. Nothing.

On the up-side, everything is developing beautifully. Perfect heart, kidneys, spine, and lungs. Head size is right on track.

Here's the best of the photos:

The whole album is on google photos, here.

At the 20-week sonogram, the doctors are able to see the baby's sex. We're very very curious, of course, but Nathan and I decided we want to be surprised.

One important thing we did learn was that I have an anterior placenta, which explains why I haven't been feeling the baby move very much. I was worried I had a lethargic baby, but it's probably moving plenty -- just not where I can feel it.

Only 20 weeks left!

Baby Hoobler: Coming November 30, 2015

When I was little, I remember being fascinated by pictures of my parents from before I was born.

My mother, with her brothers and sisters. Alex, Archy (top), Anne (holding the cat), Jack, and Sally. (Not pictured: Lillian)

Nathan's mom Joan (left), getting into trouble with her big sister Betsy.

I think a lot of children feel this way. It's a bit of personal history, but it also seems so mysterious and far away.

Nathan's dad blocks a kick against West Point (1976?)

My dad, Christmas 1978

At first, we wanted to start a baby blog as a way of sharing our baby story with family and friends.

But I also realize this might someday serve as a record for our own baby, to learn about his or her own history.

Nathan and I meet in Charlottesville, 2003. (It's a blessing this photo is so blurry.)

We can't wait to meet you, baby!