My Subway Baby
It looks like I got so caught up rambling about leash kids yesterday that I forgot to update you on how Baby Lump is doing this week! By the way, yesterday’s post seems to have sparked some pretty heated discussion in its comments section, and I hope I didn’t offend any of you former leash kids/parents. As Kristin pointed out, “To each his own.”
That said, Baby Lump is doing just great! This week, he/she should clock in at a whole foot long and about a pound and a quarter. Let’s see, what kind of food can we compare him/her to this week? Perhaps a $5 Footlong from Subway (stuffed with lots of meat and toppings). Except obviously my baby is priceless and a way better deal. Does anyone else now have that jingle stuck in their head?
Well, you will now.
Anyway, while Baby Lump is sans fat right now, apparently he/she will double in weight within the next four weeks. (Let’s hope I don’t do the same!) And although his/her eyelids are still sealed shut, Baby Lump is actually starting to make facial expressions such as squinting and frowning – probably when I catch James singing in the shower since now Baby Lump is capable of responding to sounds outside the womb.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go get this Subway jingle out of my head.
Oven Timer: 23 weeks, 2 days
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A foot long, wow. It’s really interesting to hear about the development. Although it reminds me a little of Juno – the baby having finger nails.
And I hate that jingle, thanks a lot, lol.
Uh oh… Baby Lump can hear sounds outside the womb? Keep lump away from me when the Eagles lose… all sorts of naughty words come out then…
plus… I’m not a fan of Subway sandwiches… I’d rather have a huge ass burrito from Anna’s or a heaping pile of Wing It
So are you going to do anything like, playing music for your baby? I just remember in Mr. Holland’s Opus how they play Beethoven for the baby when the wife is pregnant. Have you come across anything on that in all of your reading?
You know, the fact that a baby can hear things inside the womb scares me. I swear I can never have a baby. I curse way too much and I would be paranoid that the poor baby would come out dropping f-bombs at me! I’d have to give up cocktails AND cursing!
Does this mean I can’t swear around you anymore? Can we teach the baby “earmuffs”?