On Wednesday morning, we found out that Barnabas is, in fact, worthy of the name Barnabas (and not Barnabetty or somesuch). Kristen had an extremely thorough ultrasound (I think femurs, skull, ulnas, and spine were all measured), and one shot (which I won't be posting) showed a very tell-tale sign that he is a he.
Joyfulness all around. Now we can only hope that he inherits none of Kristen or my lack of athleticism and goes on to be a professional sports figure of some sort and supports us in our old age.
A man can dream, no?
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