Fetal
Hey, guess what? Ebry's a fetus!
Ebry is somewhere around 1.5 to 2.0cm long, and is in the process of developing her/his various organs. The upcoming developmental stage, as you will see in the image below, is the Development of the Evil Plot.
Note how the tiny fetus's fingers touch à la Mr. Burns.
Brooke and I are reading up on babies in order to get ahead. Important lessons include How to Avoid Being Peed On and How to Teach Small People to Fall Asleep. Any suggestions on parenting books will be accepted. I think we have our hands full.
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Ebry looks very special. I suspect the first books you'll need are such epics as "How to stop Ebry from kicking in utero," or that best-seller of all times, "how to quiet small people when their vocalizations exceed your noise tolerance level." This being the 21st century, you'll have to take the no-drugs edition.
Sorry if i sound dense, but which is the actual size? The really tiny picture or the bigger one?
I have no idea about your questions, unfortunately!
Actual size is the little one. According to this image, the fetus is between 13 and 18 mm.
Can I suggest Kaz Cooke's A Bun in the Oven and Kidwrangling? Amazon has both, with reviews.
I haven't read either of them, but I have read her earlier stuff and it's pretty good.
Congrats on the newest member of your family :) My partner and I want to do this someday. I second the Anne Lamott book suggestion.
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If you PM me your address on the Phoenix, I will send you many books. Because I went batshit crazy buying books, and now I need to get them off J's bookshelf to make room for all the books that belong to HIM.
God, I'm so excited for you. I think I was more giddy the day we passed into the "fetal stage" than the day day the baby came out. That's when I stopped hedging about the pregnancy and started believing that everything would be fine and I would reallytruly have a baby.
This is what happens when I don't check my blogroll for a couple of weeks! Wow!! I am so incredibly thrilled for you two! It's a race here at my desk as to which is going hit the keyboard first, though -the tears of joy or sorrow.
Being pregnant made me hyperaware of the fragility of life and the mortality of myself and those I love. I was reduced to choking sobs one day just at the thought that my mom wouldn't be able to make the 3 hour drive in time for Duncan's birth to be with me. I couldn't imagine not having her emotional support during labor.
I had to escape to the ladies room in search of tissue and composure just now after trying to imagine what you must be going through. I can't do it. There aren't enough cyber-hugs in the world.
Just know that I am in absolute awe of your courage and determination. You can do this - she will be with you in spirit. She's probably up there with Ebry right now coaching him/her on how wonderful life is going to be with his/her mama's. How he/she'll be loved and adored. Along with some practical tips like how he/she should deal with Uncle Jackass and the rest of the Clan. I bet you see her smile in Ebry's toothless, drooling grin. :)
You two are going to be amazing parents. Just amazing. No kid could be luckier than to win you and Brooke in the parental lottery. I'm just sayin'! As far as books go, the Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy (Lovine?) was a hoot.
Congratulations! Cool pic of Ebry.
No good advice for either of your questions. A strategically placed wipe or washcloth can help avoid pee disasters, but anytime Peanut pees, if it doesn't hit me, it somehow manages to at least get on his clothes.
Getting baby to sleep? I seriously need help with that one. We broke down and started co-sleeping with Peanut. The good thing is that he sleeps well in bed with us. The bad thing is that he won't sleep alone for more than a couple of hours and generally refuses to fall asleep by himself. We are so wrapped around his little finger.
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