Getting ready

This week I probably weigh about 5.5 pounds, and I'm almost at the point where I could be born without too many problems...the last couple of things left are my lungs maturing the rest of the way, and putting on some fat so I won't get cold too easily.

Mom's been calling me her "little genius" because my head's already down, and I'm in a pretty good position for birth. Of course, I could still flip around completely if I wanted to...but so far I've just been kicking up a storm once or twice a day. I'm especially proud when i can get a whole roomful of people to go "WOW!" because of the belly's shaking.

My other favorite movement thing is in the morning, when mom's been holding still for a really long time. Then I poke one foot at a time, slowly, up under her ribcage to explore. I think it tickles her -- she usually squirms, and gets up soon after that.

Mom spent some time this weekend telling me about my room, and all the stuff that's waiting for me. People that don't even know me yet have started giving me cool new toys and clothes, and Mom's thrilled because there are a lot of hand-me-downs too. I can tell that she and Dad are more relaxed these days -- they aren't rushing around to baby classes in the evening anymore, and they spend more time on the couch watching a bright light with loud sounds and music.

I'm looking forward to joining the family.