zygote and life
ETA 8 weeks.
I can't say that we are particularly ready, but certain small steps are definitely happening.
My belly is super big and super cool, and nowadays I don't mind at all when people touch it.
I actually kind of like it. I still don't feel like anything weird or unusual is happening to me, it all seems very matter of fact. yet lovely.
I am really pleased with my body. When I was a kid I really loved my body, how it moved and how powerful it was, and all the things it could do: run like the wind, climb trees and roofs, jump into or over things, grab, bend, etc. When I grew up I lost that feeling of awe, but since I've been pregnant it's been back. I feel so strong and powerful and amazed at how I was made. It's very nice. I like all the aches and pains too that I am having and that are progressively getting more and more notable. It all makes me feel very much alive.
Baby zygote likes to kick and move a lot, especially when we play music to her. She is particularly partial to Mozart's 25th Symphony and certain Beethoven pieces.
We still don't have any clue for a name, though there is now a legitimate written list of possibilities. somewhere.
Some of my students threw me a little surprise baby shower. They got the main office to call me down where the secretary engaged me in conversation while the kids put out a cake and balloons and fruit and ice cream. And when I came back up it was a wonderful surprise. It was especially touching because for my students pitching in for something like that means walking home instead of paying for the bus, or the equivalent.
well, that's all for now...
I can't say that we are particularly ready, but certain small steps are definitely happening.
My belly is super big and super cool, and nowadays I don't mind at all when people touch it.
I actually kind of like it. I still don't feel like anything weird or unusual is happening to me, it all seems very matter of fact. yet lovely.
I am really pleased with my body. When I was a kid I really loved my body, how it moved and how powerful it was, and all the things it could do: run like the wind, climb trees and roofs, jump into or over things, grab, bend, etc. When I grew up I lost that feeling of awe, but since I've been pregnant it's been back. I feel so strong and powerful and amazed at how I was made. It's very nice. I like all the aches and pains too that I am having and that are progressively getting more and more notable. It all makes me feel very much alive.
Baby zygote likes to kick and move a lot, especially when we play music to her. She is particularly partial to Mozart's 25th Symphony and certain Beethoven pieces.
We still don't have any clue for a name, though there is now a legitimate written list of possibilities. somewhere.
Some of my students threw me a little surprise baby shower. They got the main office to call me down where the secretary engaged me in conversation while the kids put out a cake and balloons and fruit and ice cream. And when I came back up it was a wonderful surprise. It was especially touching because for my students pitching in for something like that means walking home instead of paying for the bus, or the equivalent.
well, that's all for now...