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IT'S A BOY!

As official as can possibly be (believe me--I saw "it") our baby is a boy! It is so awesome to just even know the gender...it makes it more real. I give props to those ladies who are patient enough to wait the entire 40 weeks and find out at the end...I have the patience of a child on a sugar high when it comes to these types of things.

Here are some pics-- oh-so-cool 3D images!! That was the sonographer's sweet surprise for us. The 3D pics are nothing compared to watching the baby move in 3D...I felt like I was watching a Discovery Science show on my own baby!

BabyZeb resting his cute little head on his right arm

Giving us a thumbs up sign that he is doing a-okay! (our fave pic!!!)

Belly at 20 weeks

So I think I officially look preggo now. Two things of note, more interesting to me and potential moms than probably anyone else:

1 - My belly has officially passed my boobs. I'd say that's a clear sign I look pregnant! Sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and almost laugh--it's the strangest thing to only expand in the middle!

2-Last week I started to feel the baby kick! Let's be honest, at first I thought it was gas bubbles. But after about a day I realized it was, in fact, the baby moving! It was a strange feeling at first, and something that is strange to share because it's ONLY me that feels it. But after almost two weeks of it, I find it comforting to know he's moving around...and almost worrisome (I said almost) when I haven't felt his kicks in a few hours. Seriously, I can't wait until Nafis can feel him move, too.

Maman Badi passes away

On Jan 20th, my grandmother passed away. I had spent the week before she passed with her, and I was so grateful at the opportunity to have done so. She was a poet, a mother of 5, an advocate for women's rights, and a pretty cool woman. I am happy that her soul can be free to assist all those who call on her from the next world. This pic was taken about 5 days before she passed.

My family was worried about me being involved in the funeral, being pregnant and all. And while it was sad, I was also more deeply reminded of the cycle of life, birth to death, in this world. Both posess much joy and beauty, and a little bit of pain in the transition. I am also reminded that none of this could happen without God.