Today marks the halfway point in my pregnancy. At 20 weeks, Baby is 10 inches from head to heel and weighs over half a pound. Impressive, considering this life started out as a poppyseed. Little Monkey has been quite the mover the past few days and seems to be a creature of habit. I can usually count on movement at certain times of the day or after different activities. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to be up much at night, which could mean a good sleeper!
A coworker told me that children often display preference for food you craved during pregnancy. Her son is a big fan of milk and other dairy, for instance, which she consumed heartily while gestating. Because I generally don't care what I eat, will I have an easy-to-please kid? Or a rootbeer addict with a penchant for sunomono salad -Daddy better teach you karate young, 'cause that's one pretentious sounding lunch!
This morning, one of my volunteers at work nodded his head towards a group of preschool visitors and said "There's a glimpse into your future, eh?" I had to laugh and admire his cute observation. Although I'm looking forward to the baby stage, I can't help up find myself longing for the type of interaction and hilarity a three year old offers.
This weekend, Babydaddy and I will celebrate our pregnancy by...well, I'm not sure how we'll celebrate. Hopefully there will be food involved. Maybe a drive. Maybe an activity. I like...stuff.
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