Boy oh Boy!

Ultrasound yesterday. Our little monkey was quite modestly curled up on my left side and not interested in even showing off his stomach, but by the end he somersaulted and pulled up his knees to prove he is definitely not Venice Christine! She'll come later.

We're tickled to have another boy. He and Levi will be buddies. They can share clothes and toys and a room (even in puberty! Though we may have to separate them for their safety and my sanity...). They can prepare for their missions together. They can build with Legos and play catch. They can terrorize their mother and sing "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home" while putting bunny ears behind each other's heads. This can and will happen eventually with a sister--we're excited for the male bonding, though.

Unlike Venice we don't know who this little man is! He's surprising us as Levi did. So we're calling him Urias until he's born sometime in January. (Urias is my great-grandpa; Wesley says no to the name as a permanent thing, so it's a good embryo name). Urias is due January 20--Grandpa Merlyn's birthday; as long as he doesn't arrive before that during Wesley's Ph.D. exams, we're good.

Urias has a beautiful beating heart, tiny kidneys, and a good healthy brain. We watched him swim around for 45 minutes. How do we create such miracles? God guides this sacred process.