If Norbit had been a boy, I might have announced his arrival into the world by making him his own baseball card similar to the one above, complete with vital statistics on the back of the card. But since she's a girl, I will probably pass on that idea, much to Helen's relief.
That reminds me that we are now in week 20 and I have information to pass along about Norby - she is one pound now and about the size of a cantaloupe. Helen says she thinks the baby has moved a bit, but isn't 100% sure. What we *do* know is that our little girl was a whirling dervish during the ultrasound yesterday, shifting positions and even blocking the camera with her feet once (she doesn't like paparazzi, apparently.)
Helen asked if Norby was going to be this active once she arrives, and the technician said that how they act in the womb is usually a good indication of how they'll act once they're out. So it looks like we'll have quite a handful from the get-go. I just hope she can hit a curveball...
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