

On Monday, we went to have our sonogram. Beth was convinced her bladder was going to explode, and complained bitterly about how miserably difficult it is for a pregnant lady to hold her urine to begin with, never mind with that much water in her system! The baby spent a while hiding from the sonogram lady before being cajoled out into the open by Beth's pacing and coaxing. And then we got to see that...
We are having a daughter!

Our baby girl has been very responsive to her daddy's voice lately, so we decided to strap the headphones to Beth's belly last night and played her some good bass-thumping electronica. She was surprised at first, spent a little while deciding that this was the most seriously cool thing she could remember ever happening, and then (being the hyper-intelligent little girl destined for world domination that she is) she realized that the best response was to have her own little rave party! What amazed me most, however, was the fact that within 45 minutes or so, I could feel her thumping against the uterine walls in almost perfect time with the music! Our baby's got rhythm!
In other not-so-interesting news, the car is in the shop today for an expensive brake repair job. :( Why can't someone invent a perfect non-degrading material to build things out of?! Stupid laws of physics, always ruining everyone's fun. Hrmph!