Little Erin says she wants us to have a baby in the house. No. Absolutely not. Even though both my daughters have pregnant friends, I hope they wait a few years before making me a Grandma. Erin think *I* should have another. Again – absolutely not.
However, I truly am greatly enjoying the pregnancies of other people, especially TheoGeo who we’ve featured here before.
This week there is a little lime-sized thing in me. If all is still well, its bones are hardening, its tooth buds are forming, and its little fists are getting ready to start opening and closing and, hopefully, getting ready to be christened with good old-fashioned Irish nicknames some day. It is now technically a fetus and no longer an embryo. That’s a big upgrade, baby. But you still have a long time to go before you can rent a car.
Aw… lime sized. Congratulations Ms. Lindsey! I’m excited for you!
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