Second trimester

I feel so grown-up, so mature, so worldly.

I am now...wait for it...a second-trimester fetus. I have most of my crucial development behind me -- the rest is getting stronger and bigger. But the blueprints have all been followed, my bits and pieces are all in order.

I even have identifiable gender characteristics now (read: "equipment," "junk," "my wee-wee")
Nobody out there has seen it yet, though, so I'm keeping it a secret for now.

My host and progenitor haven't even decided whether they want to know yet. I thank them for considering my need for privacy during this very private time in my very special place.

I mean, if the paparazzi can get to you inside the womb...where does it end???