We had our 20 week ultrasound today at 4 p.m. It went worlds better this time than it did when I was pregnant with Nora. I didn't pee my pants (I didn't even come close, actually—they got me in on time), and the technician was absolutely wonderful! She walked us through everything we were seeing, and she was so pleasant that it made our previous experience seem so stinking sad and pathetic. At the end of this lovely experience (which was neat to experience with both Willi and Nora in the room), we received a couple of photos of our newest rascal.
The technician said that I actually measured a week and a half ahead of where my due date is. She says that based on this ultrasound today, the due date would be August 23rd. I'm hoping they stick with the September 2nd due date, though. I'd like to have some wiggle room (I'd like to try this one without an induction this time, ah-thank you).
I think he'll be a sweet little brother.