OH "BOY!"

This morning TK and I had our 20 week ultrasound appointment. The babies were measured, we saw them wiggling and kicking, and the baby on the left had it's mouth open for most of the procedure. I hope that's not an indication of appetite. :o) "Baby A" was very cooperative and showed us all the parts we needed (arms, legs, "guts," spine, brain, heart etc.) and even gave us a nice profile picture to print. "Baby B" on the other hand was not going to turn with any coaxing from the technician. At one point the tech even said the baby was "being a punk," which made TK and I giggle. There's a Stokes for you! :o) So, I'm sure most of our acquaintances have heard by now, but in case anyone has been left out: we're having two boys! That's right, two little trouble makers are headed our way. This evening while I was checking my email, "baby B," the one on the right, decided to play a game with me. I had my hand resting on my belly and he kicked pretty enthusiastically. I gently poked him back a couple of times to see if he would do it again and he did! We carried on like this for about 15 minutes with me tickling his foot and him kicking in return. It was great! They are finally kicking hard enough that I think TK will be able to feel it from outside my body. It somehow makes things more real for "daddy" being able to feel his kiddos moving in response to his touch or voice. The ultrasound was a bit much for him, as he had no idea what he was looking at, but every now and then there would be a glimpse of the whole baby (either one) and he would smile. He told me it was good for him to see them moving around in there because to this point they weren't really "alive" to him. He knew they were there, but didn't have the same connection that I did as "the incubator." I'm glad that we could share that experience together. Now if only we could come to an agreement on names! To be continued...