Eli's Comin'!

Eli's Comin'! At 1 lb. 2 oz., with a heart beat at 141 bpm, our baby BOY is healthy and strong.

He's got my nose and cheekies. Heart breaker for sure. And he's drama. Had his arm in front of his face half of the time. You know, the "woe-is-me" pose.

Mom remembers that one ...

And here's the money shot. Much better resolution than last time. You can see where the tech is pointing his cursor at ... that's right - cock & balls! Full-on baby package.

Welcome to the family, Eli Scott Bacon.

Belly Shots

I wanted to wait awhile before posting belly shots ... for too long it just looked like I had eaten too much. Here is our 1st belly shot at 14 weeks...with shirt down.

14 weeks full-on belly. The shirt holds it in a bit.

16 weeks...and finally feeling better! YAY!

I had my 1st prenatal massage that week. Totally worth it - and necessary, especially since I had to give up wine!

16 weeks...behold baby Bacon, but look I still have some definition!

20 weeks...

Feeling great! I have more energy, but I've moved up on the clumsiness scale ... which depending on how well you know me ... ya ... it can get worse.


20 weeks ... definition gone, watermelon/basketball forming.

We actually saw the baby move two weeks ago. It was really a trip! It looked like waves on my tummy. Dave saw it too which was amazing since he has yet to feel the baby kick. We have our 3D/4D ultrasound on the 26th so be sure to tune in for new photos and if we are crafty enough to figure it out...video!

Flavor of the Bean!

We had our first formal ultrasound today, and here's our little bean.

Taryn says jelly - I say coffee. Go figure.

Everything looks and sounds great and the baby couldn't be healthier, or move around more. Lots of twisting and turning and waving of the arms and kicking with the legs. I'm gonna slip Taryn a Red Bull when she's not looking to see what happens. It's a double whammy, 'cause she hates those things.

Here's a closer look at the profile of the face, with the arms and hands. Taryn thinks the baby has my "cheekies," so we know it'll be good looking ...

And ... drumroll ... It's A Boy!
Finally we know the flavor of the bean, and it tastes of testosterone and smells of armpit hair. You can kinda make out the label that the ultrasound tech put on the picture for us and directly under the "s" you can just make out a teenie weenie! A Teenie Weenie!
Now we just need a name ...
We invite everyone to leave their suggestions under the comments section.

Leadership Conference FY'09

Over 10,000 of us swarmed into New Orleans for five days. Everything from business meetings and awards dinners to community service and street fairs.

Here's the property where I did my volunteer hours. I was able to meet the woman who lived here and hear her story first hand. I guess many of the homes that were lost had been in families for generations. Lots of the people around town are New Orleans born-and-raised. I know, kinda hard to imagine having been born in Stockton, huh?

Lunch at the Saint's Superdome. Pretty cool. Nice turf.

We packed all 10,000+ of us into the Hornet's stadium.

That's a lot of highly caffeinated people.

And of course the evening isn't complete until Bono comes out firing with his particular brand of self depricating rock-star humor.

Still pretty cool, though ...

Proud to be a partner.