Baby musings

I read somewhere that pregnant women with frequent heartburn have babies with a full head of hair. If that’s true, then this one’s gonna be a Wookiee. (Here’s where Mike chimes in and says “just like her mama!”)

Baby Shyu’s wriggling in the tummy has turned into sharper pokes and kicks. Mike’s waiting for the day that he can feel it too. The “was that baby or a random cramp” has turned into a “was that a poke or a kick” question. She goes quiet whenever Mike places his hands on my belly though, as if playing a game of hide and seek. I think it'll be a few weeks before baby can play patty cake.

Currently baby weighs about a pound and is little longer than 8 inches, or so they say. She’s starting to grow her fat and muscles, possibly doubling her weight in the next month. It will be scary if my weight doubles as well! Ha. The skin around my belly feels tight as if it’s about to burst and split sometimes, but a good belly rubbing makes me feel a lot better. My belly button has started to change too. Mike's waiting for it to pop out. He says it'll be my third nipple. Oi.