Alright!

After repeated annoying requests (JULIE AND PATTY), here is the 20 week belly shot. I don't know why I hate taking these pictures. It must have something to do with the fact that I'm not wild about advertising my ever-increasing girth. But, I must say, I'm finally starting to look pregnant rather than just plain portly, and that's something of a relief. I'm in week 21 now, and feeling lots of kicking, rolling, and general uterine upheaval. This kid loves loud music, the sound of its Daddy's unintelligible ramblings, raisin bagels with strawberry jam, and episodes of the West Wing. So far, a perfect amalgamation of its parents.