That's the size of the baby these days. 22 weeks down.
The books tell me that Baby B is a fully-formed little person now! (S)he just needs some time to give all the organs and muscles a chance to mature and get some meat on those bones.
I'm still surprised that I can have anything the size of a spaghetti squash inside me without, well, looking like I have one taped to my belly. But there is evidence that I'm expanding. Evidence, you ask? Yep.
Stretch marks.
I knew I'd get them, because they're mostly genetic and my mom gave me lots of pretty fantastic traits so why not throw in a propensity for stretch marks just to add character? I also knew because I've gotten them before. But seeing new ones on the top of my belly (above the belly button) was a bit alarming nonetheless. I really will update you with some photos. I just need to remember to do it before the sun goes down.
I'm kinda dreading this weekend - so, so, so much work to do. Profs who make stuff due right before Thanksgiving are nice in a way because then you're not fully swamped over the Thanksgiving "break", but it also means I'm going to spend the weekend with my eyes glued to the laptop. Such is life.
Jonathan is feeling somewhat better after a run-in with what we hope is just a head cold. I've been frantically making him take his temperature to rule out H1N1. Even though I'm vaccinated against H1N1 and the seasonal flu, I'm still not thrilled about the possibility of contracting whatever stuffy-head condition he has. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
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