Week 17 Day 1

   The kid is already like me.  It was poking my wife in the side repeatedly at work yesterday.  Of course, when I do it it’s metaphorical.

   This is the first time she noticed this happening during the day.  Usually if she’s felt anything so far, it’s been during the night.  The baby’s been moving throughout, but according to the pregnancy app on my phone, it now weighs 7 ounces and is about 7 inches from head to foot, so it’s finally getting big enough to notice.  As my wife said, “It’s cute now but wait until it starts doing Tae-Kwon-Do in there.”

   And I’m having more frequent moments of “What the hell are we doing?!”  or “How many ways will I screw up our kid?”

   But then I calm myself by watching videos of babies laughing.  Like this one.  I’m not sure what chemical change happens in my body but videos like these have a calming effect.  I can only imagine the effect it will have when it is my own baby.

Week 16 day 5

   The midwife heard my baby’s heartbeat yesterday.  I tried to use the fetoscope but could hardly hear my wife’s heartbeat let alone the baby’s.  And I know she has one so I’ll just have to trust the midwife. 

   This is pretty exciting.  I don’t really show my excitement much, except when I’m watching Starwars (episodes 4, 5 & 6)  I probably didn’t do much more than smile reaaal big yesterday.  But I think I may have been doing somersaults in my brain. 

   Except for the crib, which we will be borrowing from friends, the nursery is pretty much set up.  Here’s a shot:

Note the James Hance Winnie the Pooh/Starwars mashup artwork.  If my child doesn’t like Starwars I may have to pull a Luke at the end of Empire Strikes Back. “Noooooooooo!”  And then heave a big sigh and just support my child and whatever interests they develop.  Otherwise, I’d be an ass if I forced something even as cool as Starwars on my child.