Tiff had another ultrasound today. She got to find out the sex of the baby. I still don't know, and that's a good thing. I don't want to know. I like surprises. I figure that as long as it's healthy and has all the normal number of eyes, digits and toes, I'll be happy. Actually, if it did have 11 toes, I think I'd still be happy. I knew a guy once in college who had 11 toes. He may have been a mutant, but, as I learned by observing him at parties, having 11 toes is a great way to meet girls. Figures I'd be born with only 10.

Anyway, the baby looks normal. They took some measurements but apparently they couldn't finish because the baby wouldn't hold still long enough for them to be able to see. I sat in the waiting room for what seemed like a very long time. The lobby television was set to Regis and Kelly Ripa and I think my IQ dropped a few points from watching the show after what was actually only about 20 minutes, but what felt like a couple of days. Eventually the technician came out to bring me into the room. Thank god. If not for her timely intervention, I'd probably be a vegetable by now.

I sat on a stool at Tiff's feet and she was laying down on the table. The tech started to press the wand onto Tiff's tummy and immediately I saw a spine. There was a spine, a head, a bladder...it was pretty fascinating! Then the tech started saying, "There's one of the thigh bones" but I didn't initially see a thigh bone. It wasn't until the tech moved the wand and pointed out the actual legs that I finally saw what she was pointing at. The legs, to me, were the most fascinating part of the exam. They were moving so fast! It was like they were jumping in place. No wonder the tech couldn't finish the measurements.

When I saw the legs moving like that I started to think: What is the baby doing? Does this mean that it'll be a dancer? Or will it be a runner? Maybe the kid will end up taking karate and kicking it's way to fame and fortune in Hollywood. Who knows? I don't, that's for sure. But finding out will be half the fun of raising this kid.

Also, I think the baby knows that I don't want to know what sex it is. The reason I say this is because when the tech had the baby's legs on the screen, I think I saw a little, tiny hand covering where it's privates would be so I wouldn't see it by accident. See? I told you our child is smart. Now I really have to start working on teaching the baby to give me a High 5! Till next time,

-andy