"That's not an arm..."

my latest scan... thanks a million to my aunt eli who works in the high risk maternity unit at detroit metropolitan hospital (where i was born) where she was able to get the locally acclaimed doctor to provide a gratis 4D scan of bambino. having social medicine in the uk is great, because my scans are covered in my taxes and therefore at no additional direct cost to me. however, when i travel these and other costs are not covered. i was eager to get a scan while visiting my family, so that they could participate in the joy of my pregnancy. once again, bambino showed early signs of shyness or more likely a stubborn nature by refusing to pose for the camera. perhaps the baby is just especially proud of it's booty and is in fact demonstrating family pride by showing it's best side. i ate some mexican food and did various dances including an african dance i learned in mexico, the dreaded wedding chicken dance and the macerana to jiggle the little one into a better viewing position to no avail.

we were, however, able to gain a decent side view... the technician pointed to the baby's head and asked me if i could tell the gender (and asking if i wanted to know). i said, "well, there's the head and there's the arm..." She quickly interrupted, "That's not an arm!" Nope! It's my perfectly proportioned little BOY carrying on one of the more impressive familial traits that I was unaware of until my parents decided to share the long lineage of men in my family. I'm not sure I needed to know that bit of our history, but nonetheless I'm happy my big boy will sufficiently fulfill the titles of a "lady's man" and "king of my world" just in case he never becomes a lord or a sir or president of the universe.

I must mention that my friend helen and my mom said from the beginning they knew for certain I was having a boy as he appeared in their dreams, so I'll let you all know if the lottery numbers also appear in their dreams!

a boy. wow. how lucky am I? I'm not sure if it's the pregnancy hormones or sheer deep happiness which makes me tear up with excitement every time I try to utter the words "my son." I think it'll take a little time for it to flow naturally. until then I'll enjoy practicing.

Here's a baby video that'll make you giggle...

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