I'm A Baby

No Fuss

No fancy photo this week! The weekend is here and I just want to curl up with my new book.

TNT

I seem to have exploded overnight. Where did this big tummy come from in only 10 hours???

Purrfectly Bizarre

I'd like to preface this entry by stating that the above photo was not my first choice. You wouldn't believe what comes up when you do a photo search for "cat+breastfeeding."

Last night I dreamt I had the baby. It was a cat. I tried breastfeeding it, but it wouldn't take to my nipple. I also attempted to take my "baby" to work to show it off, but the cat wouldn't allow anyone to hold it, it kept squirming and yeowling.

26 weeks!

Worry Wart

I had felt a definite decrease in baby movement over the past 4 days and went to see my midwife today for confirmation that there was still a baby in there. Of course there was, and I felt silly, but I needed to be reassured. Adam even gave the baby a talking-to last night, telling him/her that s/he didn't need to be stubborn like his/her mummy (ahem).

The baby has just repositioned him/herself so that s/he has its legs towards my back rather than the front. Of course, as soon as I stopped at Solly's for some bagels and cinnamon bun, the little thing started kicking me. Figures.

The cool thing is that mum and dad got to see where I go and hear the heartbeat. Pretty neat-o!

Songs to My Babe

I've taken to singing to the babe in the shower. I think my voice is less offensive in the tiled cavern that is our bathroom.



My great-aunt used to sing this to me when I was little. She'd make all the "putt putt" noises and whistles, even imitate the sound of the little baby fishie at the end of the song.






I also need somebody groovy, and love the Mamas and the Papas. By the way, Mama Cass did not choke on a sandwich and die.






Can't go wrong with Judy!






Another Auntie Mary tune. My poor kid is going to be about 70 years behind with music...I wouldn't want it any other way!