A sign of nothing but a healthy heart

Anni and The Belly had a doctor's appointment the other day. Anni's mom and aunt tagged along, and got a kick out of hearing the heart beat.
Bun's heart rate was 138. And before I get any further, let's get this out of the way: I don't believe for a second that ol' wive's tale about the heart rate indicating gender, so don't give me that, "Oh, it's got to be a boy," business because it's under 150. Actually, the doc made a good -- and obvious -- point. The baby's heart rate can be affected by a number of factors, including Anni's physical activity. So, maybe she was just lazy that day.
The Belly has grown from 21 centimeters to 27 centimeters -- however that's calculated. (When I heard the 27-centimeter measurement, I asked if that was how much Anni was dialated. It's fun to play the ignorant one every once in a while.)
The most important part of the check-up, however, came when the doc wanted to talk about me and the just-completed election.
An ultrasound is scheduled for two weeks, when they'll check the heart valves and maybe even see what books Bun is reading in there.