There’s an honest-to-gosh baby in there now, just look at it! And the following quote was provided by the ultrasound tech, who was a bit devious in revealing the gender.
To be honest, I deflated the surprise for myself a bit when I spied the little guy’s… equipment… as she was doing the preliminary scans. At least, I thought I had. Turns out, what I had seen was the umbilical cord. So I had a moment of excitement followed by uncertainty, followed by renewed for-real excitement a few seconds later.
It’s cliche to say all we really wanted was a healthy baby, and we would have been happy either way. And I think we would have been. But we both wanted a boy – I think my wife maybe a little more than me – and it was very happy news to hear.
She cried. I grinned.
By jove, I do believe that bean is turning into a baby. Too early to tell the gender.
‘Noodle’ has been replaced by the term ‘monkey.’
Starting to look like something here.
His/her heartbeat is so very fast. Kind of terrifying.
Not much to say here – 7 weeks and so far so good.
Looks like a bean, but since ‘bean’ is such an overused term for a baby, we’re calling it ‘the noodle.’
You know, like a little gnocchi. Or an orecchietta.
I find myself in the odd position of being someone who works with websites for a living, builds blogs for other people, but who has never had any interest in running one of my own.
All that has changed, however, as my wife and I have started a new chapter in our lives together.
She’s pregnant, a baby’s on the way.
So here’s this site, which I’m hoping might become a chronicle of my – our – experience being first time parents. And of course for our child, being a first-time baby.
I don’t imagine to make too many updates to the site before the actual birth, unless there’s major news to report. Ultrasound photos, a gender announcement, etc. After birth… er, that is, after THE birth, I’m going to endeavor to make regular updates and commentary, chronicling the whole experience.
To all our friends and family who are excited for us, thank you in advance.
To my wife, I love you.
To my kid… see you in September.