What are they going to call me?

Even though mom and dad call me baby now, I know that when I come out that they’re going to start calling me something different. And I know this because I’ve heard them talking about it a lot lately–actually almost every day.

But, the problem is, mom and dad can’t agree on what they want to call me. Mom wants one thing and dad wants another–they just can’t seem to agree! And, because they both seem pretty set on their names, I’m not sure what’s going to happen. Dad keeps telling mom that since he’s a man and that I’m a boy that he should get to pick my name. I’m not sure, it makes sense to me–what does mom really know about boy’s names if she’s a girl? But, mom doesn’t seem to agree with dad and I. She’s pretty set on using the name that she has picked out. One thing they do agree on, though, is that I am not going to be named after dad, since neither of them likes the sound of Neil Junior. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think it sounds too bad, does it?

They call my fur-sister a lot of different names–Molly, Missy, Lil Miss, pumpkin–so doesn’t that mean that they call me a bunch of names too? And then, both mom and dad can use the names they want…and maybe I can pick a name for myself! Since mom and dad have been watching the World Cup, I’ve heard of this player called Hulk. I like it a lot and think that would be the name that I would choose for myself–I can’t wait to tell mom and dad!

I’m not sure what they’re going to end up calling me, but since Mom says that I don’t have much longer in here, they should probably decide on something soon!

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Yum! Cocount

Mom says that I am 31 weeks old now and that I weigh as much as a large coconut.

food-coconut-fresh-backgrounds-wallpapersUnlike last week though, mom liked this comparison, since she LOVES coconut. She loves it so much that after she read this, she went right into the kitchen and made coconut macaroons–and ate a bunch! I can tell that I am going to love coconut, too, especially if it tastes as good as those macaroons did–YUM!

Room in here is getting pretty tight, and I’m noticing that when I look around, that my arms and legs are getting fatter. Mom says that over the next nine weeks, I am going to plump up, gaining between three and five pounds. I’ve also noticed that my skin is getting less see-through. It’s crazy, but I’m seeing changes everyday. I’m not sure, but I think that I’m getting close to the time when I enter the world!

Dad keeps teasing mom that I’m going to be a big boy when I come out. He says that since he was over nine pounds, that probably means that I will be, too. I can’t imagine getting that big, mostly because I’m not sure how nine pounds of me is going to fit in here–or come out. Actually, I don’t even know how I’m going to come out…hopefully I won’t get too big and get stuck in here!

 

World cup footy

Mom and dad (especially dad) are really excited right now, since it’s what they call The World Cup. I’m not 100% sure what it means, but I do know that right now, it means footy everyday! And I know that that makes dad really happy. I can’t wait until I come out so I can see what World Cup and footy are really all about. I think that footy must involve kicking, though, since every time I kick my feet around in here, mom says that she thinks I’m going to be a footy player. I’m really hoping that I like it as much as dad does–it will give us something to do together!

This weekend, mom told me that we were going to watch our first England match. England is where dad is from, so that’s the team that we want to win in the World Cup. During the match, I couldn’t see what was going on, but I can tell you one thing–it sure was noisy! I could hear every time a goal was scored for both teams. But, it definitely was much louder in there when England scored than when the other team did. Luckily, I wasn’t sleepy during the game, since I had a nap on the subway ride there (subway rides always made me sleepy). With all that noise, there is no way I would have been able to sleep!

After the noise quieted down, mom and dad were talking about how upset they were that England lost the game. But, they also said that the next game should be better. I’m not sure when it is, but at least this time I know what to expect!

I don’t know for sure, but I think that when I’m out that I will cheer for England, too. But, after the last game, dad warned me that I should get used to disappointment of being an England fan. So, maybe I should reconsider?

What’s that bright light?

Mom says that I’m 30 weeks old this week and that I’m the size of a large cabbage. Apparently, cabbage isn’t something very tasty, since after mom read that to me, she said “Really, a cabbage? That’s the best they could do? Why couldn’t it be something delicious like a melon?” And then she decided she needed a snack…and ate some melon. Cabbage might not be tasty, but honeydew melon sure is!

I know that 30 weeks sounds like a long time, but to me, it doesn’t seem like I have been around that long. Mom says that I only have 10 more weeks to go…but where am I going? Is she talking about when I come out? If 30 weeks has gone this fast, I think that 10 weeks is going to fly by! And it’s a good thing too, since it seems like space is getting a bit tighter. Hopefully I don’t get too much bigger, or I won’t be able to fit at all!

light_beamOne new thing I’ve noticed lately is that I can open my eyes and see what’s going on in here! While it’s still pretty dark, sometimes mom or dad will shine a light in here–and I can see it! I like to follow it around with a foot, elbow or hand to let mom know that I can see it. I sometimes wonder if I’m hurting her when I do that, but if I was, she would stop, right?

Since I can open my eyes now, I can see my hands and feet, fingers and toes. Not only do I like to wave them around in front of my face, but I also like to put them into my mouth. But for some reason, when I do, I can’t see them anymore! I’m not sure if this is something to be worried about, but I’m going to keep trying…I’m sure that if I try hard enough, I can do it!

Now, I can also finally see what else is in here with me. I always knew there was something, since I could feel it, but now I know that it’s a long cord. I’m not sure what it’s for, but I do like to hang on to it and I like the noise it makes when I swish it around. I wonder if anything else is going to join me in here before I come out?

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My fur-sister

Besides mom and dad, someone else who is always seems to be around is my fur-sister. I’m not really sure what her name is, since mom and dad call her a whole bunch of different things: Molly, Missy, Little Miss—even baby! But wait, isn’t that my name? Can there be two of us? If we have the same name, does it mean that she lived in here before I did? And if she did, does that mean that my name will change when I come out, too? I guess I’ll just have to wait and see!

meow

One thing I do know about her is that she sure does makes a lot of noise. But, the way she talks sounds a lot different than mom and dad! I can hear her saying “meow, meow, meow” a lot, but I don’t really understand what she means. Maybe I’ll sound like that too when I come out, and will finally understand what she’s saying? For now, I sure hope that mom and dad can understand her, because she
always seems that she wants something!

Although I’mIMG_0778 pretty excited to meet her, I’m also a little worried. Right now, she likes to sit on mom
‘s belly, which can sometimes squeeze me a little bit. But that’s not the biggest problem…she likes to do something on mom’s belly called kneading. I’m not sure what that looks like on the outside, but on the inside, I sometimes have to duck and dive to make sure I don’t get whacked in the head! Is she going to knead me, whack me in the head and push me around when I come out, too? And just how big is she? Will I be able to knead her back? Oh, so many questions!

It may be dark, but there’s a lot going on…

I’ve been quite comfortably living inside of mom’s womb for 29 weeks now. Mom and dad keep talking about what’s going to happen when I come out, but I don’t know what that means, and I’m not sure I want to. I quite like it in here. Although it’s dark, I’m very comfortable, and I have more than enough room to move around. Right now one of my favourite things to do is dance…especially when mom is dancing too! She seems to really like what she calls her “90’s throwback dance tunes.” And although when I get too excited and dance too much, she complains a little bit, I think that she likes when I dance too…it’s a reminder that I’m still around.

Aside from dancing, mom seems to be a pretty busy lady. She always seems to be moving! But, I like when she moves–it always helps me sleep. This weekend, mom went for what she calls a run. Although I can’t quite figure out what she’s doing, because it feels different than dancing, I like the way it feels. Actually, every time she does this, I have a great nap! But, when she stops and I wake up, I’m sure to let her know that I’m awake and ready to dance! And the fun starts all over again!

Something else mom and dad like to do is something they call footy matches. A while IMG_0131after mom went for her run, she and dad went to a footy match–something they called TFC. It seems like a lot of fun, but it sure was noisy! The whole time they were there, mom and dad were singing, yelling and mom ate something called a poutine. It was delicious–maybe my favourite thing to eat yet! I wonder if I can let mom know that I want more of that. Something I’ll have to work on!

I’d really like to figure out what footy means, since dad insists that my dancing is actually kicking and that I am going to be a footy star. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see–maybe once I’m out, we’ll be able to figure it all out!