Next Stop: Gattaca?

As my pregnancy percolates, I'm amazed to learn how much genetic testing has become part of the normal course of prenatal affairs. (At least for those who have attained my wizened state; could be worse, I s'pose.) Lil' BH (Baby Howell) thus far has been nuchal translucencied and AFP'd. Against its mom's better judgment (and certainly against its dad's, who gets bonus points for joining in these festivities), BH's parents will undergo some ominous sounding genetic counseling later this week. (Cue Michael Nyman.) The only silver lining involved is another ultrasound, and front row (in my case, horizontal) seats for some more amazing feats of tight-quarters aqua ballet.