Well, I’ve been hanging out in mom’s womb now for 38 weeks–mom says that I am now full term and could really make my appearance at any time. I wouldn’t say that I’m uncomfortable in here yet, things sure are starting to get tight. Every time I kick or move around, I know that mom can feel it–sometimes I can even feel her pushing back! And even though I’m still quite comfortable, I know that mom sure isn’t feeling that way. She says that she’s starting to get really uncomfortable–especially since my feet are up in her ribs!
Since I’m full term now, I’m fully developed and ready to see the world…but my brain is still developing at a rapid pace. Mom has been good about eating lots of what she calls “brain foods” to help the development along. Although she’s trying to eat healthy, it’s hard for her to eat much at all since her stomach (like her bladder) is so squished by me. She also like her treats though…especially ice-cream! She keeps trying to convince dad that the ice-cream is good for me. I don’t think he’s buying it though!
Mom is anxiously waiting my arrival and keeps saying that she is done with being pregnant. I know that because I’ve grown so much lately, I’ve been making her even more tired and putting more strain on her back. But, dad keeps saying that I should hang out in here for a while longer…who should I listen to? Mom or dad? I guess we’ll just have to wait and see!
We’re almost there! This week, at 36 weeks old, mom says that I’m pretty much ready to come out. I’m about the size of a head of romaine lettuce and am between six and seven pounds now–enough to survive on the outside. And although I could be in here for about four more weeks, mom keeps saying that she thinks that I will make my appearance sooner.
In fact, mom was talking to someone the other day and they too said that I am baked enough to make my appearance. But wait a second, I didn’t know I was baking! Is that why it’s so hot in here sometimes? This could also be the reason that mom says she’s so hot all the time. And I’ve heard her say more than once that she’s roasting. I think that this is similar to baking, so does that mean that she’s really baking, too? Will I continue to bake on the outside? And does that mean that I’ll be hot on the outside, too? So many things to learn. I can’t wait until I come out and start getting the answers to some of my questions!
Just like mom, I think that I will make my appearance sooner, rather than later. I guess it’s only a matter of time…the final countdown is on!
Mom says that this week I am 35 weeks old, and that all the growth I’m experiencing is preparing me for my arrival.
At mom’s appointment this week, the doctor said that I am already a good-sized boy. Mom said that I am supposed to be about five and a half pounds, but doctor thinks that I am a bit bigger than that. He says that since I’m developing and growing so well that I really could make my appearance anytime now! I know that mom and dad are getting a bit scared and worried about my arrival, but I’m getting pretty excited!
Mom also found out that I’m now upside down, which means that my feet are up near mom’s ribs. I’ve noticed that when I kick and move, that I seem to be hurting mom a little bit more. I don’t want to hurt her, but sometimes I need to stretch a little bit–or sometimes I just want to dance! Mom really likes to listen to music, and she even dances around the house (but always when dad’s not looking). When she does this, I can’t help but join in too…it’s so much fun. I can’t wait for us to dance together when I’m on the outside.
This week I’m 34 weeks old, and mom says that I’m the size of a butternut squash. Not only does she say that I’m the size of a squash, but she also says that I am probably almost five pounds. After reading this, mom said that five pounds doesn’t seem like a lot, but dad reminded her that my fur-sister Molly weighs just a little bit more than that–maybe I’m a bit bigger than she thought I was!
Mom has also started to say that carrying me around in her belly is taking a toll on her. Although I’m not sure what a toll means, I think that it has something to do with her being a lot more tired. She says that she can barely make it through the work day with her eyes open. But, I wonder, if her eyes are closed, how can she see where she’s going? I might not know a lot yet, but I do know that eyes are what we see with–I can actually now open and close my eyes in here. I don’t see a lot now, but I also know that will change when I come out. I can’t wait to see everything that’s going on on the outside!
I think that another part of the toll I’m taking is on her back. Mom keeps saying that as her belly grows, her back is getting more and more sore. She did go for a massage a couple weeks ago, but she says that any good that did has since been erased. I think that dad needs to take the hint and start giving her a nice massage at home. If only I could tell him…
Mom says that I am 33 weeks now and only have seven more weeks to go inside here! I can’t believe how fast time has flown and that I am going to be coming out soon. I’m so excited to finally get to meet mom and dad! Being 33 weeks means that I am getting really big to prepare myself for the arrival. In fact, this week, mom says that I am the size of a honeydew melon–you know, those yummy green melons that mom says are especially tasty now that it’s getting so hot out.
As I grow, I’m finding that I have less space in here. Now, when I try to move and kick, it seems that more often than not, I’m hitting something hard–I even sometimes hurt myself! I think that mom is really starting to feel my kicks, too. Sometimes I can feel her pushing back on me when I’m kicking. I’m not sure what she’s trying to do, but I like that we can communicate to each other this way.
I’ve also noticed that her, dad and even my fur-sister are starting to talk to me more and more. I like when they talk to me, it makes me feel like the transition between being in here and being out there will go much smoother. Although, I’m still not sure what my fur-sister is going to think of me on the outside. I’m going to try my best to be good to her, but I keep hearing mom and dad warning her that soon she isn’t going to be the only baby anymore, so she’ll have to learn to share the love. I can’t wait to meet and play with her!
The past week has been soooo busy that I haven’t’ had a chance to update everyone on what’s been going on in here. At 32 weeks, mom says that I am about the size of a squash. I don’t know how mom feels about having a squash in her belly, but she did have an appointment this week so she could see me and see how I’ve been growing.
During the appointment, I knew that mom would be excited to see me, so I tried really hard to stay still! But, because mom was lying so still, it was hard for me to lie still, too. It made me just want to move and wiggle around. It took a while, but in the end, mom ended up getting a pretty good look at me from every angle. I hope she’s happy with what she sees so far!
Not only did mom get a chance to see me, but she also got to find out how well I’m growing–the doctor says that so far I’m four pounds eight ounces. Mom seemed surprised that I was that big already, but the doctor said that there was nothing to worry about. She might not be worried, but I am…space is really starting to get tight in here!
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!