The big news this week is lung development—baby's respiratory system is almost completely mature. That means if your baby was born this week, odds are he'd be a healthy bouncing baby with a just a little help from his friends (aka, the NICU). Some of the specifics are:
Your baby can now detect light and tell the difference between night and day (of course that ability will miraculously disappear once he's born and up all night screaming). His pupils will constrict and dilate in response to light. If you shine a flashlight on your belly, your baby may shy away from the light as if to say, "Cut it out, Ma. You're soooo annoying."
The bones in your baby's skull are soft and are not yet fused together. In other words, now is not the time to teach him how to do a headspin while breakdancing. This pliability allows the bones to overlap; making that trip down the tight birth canal possible (and resulting in that surprising cone head look your baby will sport for the first few days post-birth. Don't worry, it's totally normal and that's what hats are for.)
Your baby will continue to pack on the pounds gaining around ½ pound a week from here on out.
Your baby weighs about 4½ pounds, as much as a grownup duck, and is approximately 17.5 inches long, about the same as a collarbone-length pearl necklace. (Did somebody say push present?)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
33 week - Mommy Update
Things I hadn't quite expected from pregnancy...
1. That my toes would turn into ten vienna sausages...and I would not be able to reach them.
2. That my legs would take 45 minutes to shave. A piece.
3. That I would NEED to pee every twelve minutes. And four drops would come out.
4. That she could move so strangely in there that it would gasp me for air. Or make me burst into laughter.
5. That I would be so tired, I could fall asleep on the toilet. No comment as to if I actually have or not.
6. That my husband looks at me so funny when I start to tell a story...like he just heard it ten minutes ago...
7. That my vocabulary would be reduced to "that...that thing. you know that thing!"
8. That sticky notes and alarms would go off everywhere, to make sure I remember to go to work.
9. That I could be so preoccupied with and so terrified of and so excited about something that is going to weigh the same as my chihuahua.
10. That a Starbucks sign could make me wimper.
11. That I would hear every detail of every labor and delivery story that exists within 100 feet of my pregnant belly.
12. That I would have no idea how to answer the "how long we have left" question I hear umpteen times a day.
13. That I would wish more than anything that my friends knew how much I needed them.
14. That my fingers would look like i'm robbing the Sounds stadium of ten ball-park franks.
15. That ball-park franks can't wear wedding rings : (
1. That my toes would turn into ten vienna sausages...and I would not be able to reach them.
2. That my legs would take 45 minutes to shave. A piece.
3. That I would NEED to pee every twelve minutes. And four drops would come out.
4. That she could move so strangely in there that it would gasp me for air. Or make me burst into laughter.
5. That I would be so tired, I could fall asleep on the toilet. No comment as to if I actually have or not.
6. That my husband looks at me so funny when I start to tell a story...like he just heard it ten minutes ago...
7. That my vocabulary would be reduced to "that...that thing. you know that thing!"
8. That sticky notes and alarms would go off everywhere, to make sure I remember to go to work.
9. That I could be so preoccupied with and so terrified of and so excited about something that is going to weigh the same as my chihuahua.
10. That a Starbucks sign could make me wimper.
11. That I would hear every detail of every labor and delivery story that exists within 100 feet of my pregnant belly.
12. That I would have no idea how to answer the "how long we have left" question I hear umpteen times a day.
13. That I would wish more than anything that my friends knew how much I needed them.
14. That my fingers would look like i'm robbing the Sounds stadium of ten ball-park franks.
15. That ball-park franks can't wear wedding rings : (
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