38 weeks…almost time

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!

Nanny and papa

This past weekend, mom still didn’t get any time to rest, since we had some visitors–people that mom called my nanny and papa. I think that these people are actually mom’s mom and dad. I’m not sure how that works, it seems pretty strange to me that my mom has a mom. Does that mean that at one time my mom was inside of her mom? And that after she came out, she was able to have me inside her? How long has she been out? And when I’m out that long, does that mean that I will have a baby growing inside me, too? I have so much to learn!

When nanny and papa were here, the first thing they did was take mom to another Blue Jays game. Dad didn’t go with them, since he had “better things to do,” and mom said that the game was a belated Father’s Day gift to papa. I can’t believe that there is a day dedicated just to dads…I’ll have to find out when that is, so I can take my dad to a Blue Jays’ game, too!

Mom seems to be having a lot of fun lately, with all these games and visitors. Dad says that she better enjoy it while she can, since my arrival will change everything. But, I really can’t see how my arrival will change everything, since mom already carries me around everywhere she goes. Maybe dad means that things will change for me?

After the game, mom, nanny and papa came home and started getting our house and my room in order for my arrival. Together with dad, the four of them started by putting some stickers up on my wall. It seemed to take quite a long time, and mom says that I better enjoy it. But, in the end, I think that they were all happy with it. When I hear things like this going on, it makes me excited to come out and meet everyone and see everything!

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34 weeks means mom’s getting tired!

Picture 001This 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…

I’m exhausted from such a busy week!

This last week has been an exhausting one. I’m tired just thinking about it, so I’m not sure how mom is handling it!

First of all, mom and dad told me that this was a special week, because it was Canada Day. Mom says that this is a day to celebrate Canada as a country, but that a lot of people just use it as an extra day off work. I’m not sure about that, but I do know that mom and dad used their day off to it’s fullest. After taking the opportunity to sleep in–which mom doesn’t get a chance to do much anymore–they went to a Blue Jays game. I have a feeling that it’s kind of like a TFC game, but a little less rowdy. There was a lot of clapping and woohooing happening, but not nearly as much chanting and cheering. I think that both the Blue Jays and TFC games seem like a lot of fun, so I hope that I’ll get to go to some when I come out!

After the game, mom and dad went out to watch some World Cup footy. If I thought that I would be able to get some peace and quiet during this game, boy was I wrong! It seems that the whole place was yelling and cheering–almost as loud as at the Blue Jays game! Luckily, that game didn’t last as long as the Blue Jays game. And even luckier, after the game, mom and dad came home for a little bit to rest.

I know that mom used this time to sit back with her feet up, and since I had been awake all day because of the noise I enjoyed the rest time, too. I even got a bit of a nap in! But, it didn’t last long, because mom and dad went out to see what the call fireworks. I’m not sure what they look like, but they sure are loud. All could hear was “pop, pop, pop” over and over again. The first one startled me and I kicked hard, but when mom put her hand over my kick, it made me feel safe. As I continued to listen to the fireworks, the less they scared me, and the noise almost became soothing–not enough to make me go back to sleep, but enough to keep me still for a while.

Believe it or not, that was only one day of the week! Now, you can see why I’m so tired. I haven’t even talked about the other Blue Jays game or the visit from Nany and Papa…I guess you’ll just have to wait until next time!

33 weeks and counting!

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.

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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!

32 weeks just flew by!

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 sikabocha_183666ze 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!

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!