This is The Boy. The boy parts of The Boy. I was actually relieved to find that he still remained a boy, at our last doctor visit, because I had dreamed several times that The Boy turned out to be Another Girl. Which would have been fine, but I have a difficult time adjusting to changes. I like lots of time to get used to new ideas.
This is a leg bone. I know that it belongs to The Boy, but as far as anything more specific, I was a little lost. I believe that it was as it should be though, so that makes us happy.
We also learned that he has a brain, a functioning diaphragm, all limbs, all digits, proper cord and placenta placement, and all that good stuff. In short, he has it more together than he may have, at any point later in life. Poor boy.