Chloe has learned some new games, like "Hey Ma, Look Where I Can Lodge My Foot Now!" Has anyone ever told you a feeling was uncomfortable, and then when you felt it you wanted to slap them because you felt like you were lied to, but in the end, that really was the best way to describe the feeling? Yeah, having a growing baby's foot lodged in your rib is like THAT. It's uncomfortable, but you'll feel like I lied to you if you ever feel it for yourself. At least, knock on wood, she hasn't started kicking my ribs really hard yet. It's weird, but I feel like she's moving more like a baby now. Technically she's still a fetus and hasn't reached baby status...but I can tell that she's getting there (besides the fact that she's getting bigger and bigger). Her movements are less sporadic and punchy now; more controlled little flutters and pushes and leans. Which may just be because she's running out of room, but I like most of the little games we play with each other.
This week for Chloe:
- She's over 3 pounds and will gain about half a pound a week for the next 7 weeks (sheesh); not much change in height
- Her brain is getting all wrinkly and powerful, meaning she'll be able to regulate her body temperature and lose the "baby chicken hair"
- Her bone marrow has taken over production of red blood cells...another big step in her being able to survive on the outside
- Her eyesight is further developing to the whopping 20/400 it will be when she's born
I'm still sleeping good, which is awesome. I can see where it may get troublesome soon though. I'm really happy that I haven't had any strange cravings (yet). Maybe I wasn't getting enough dairy or citrus before because those are the two things I ever really just have to have. And tacos, lol.

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