Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts

Saturday, August 4, 2012

My Olympic Embryo


Well, I suppose Baby Bean is officially a fetus- no longer an empbryo but really, who wants to be "labeled" so soon in life- right?


I don't know if this kid is being influenced via osmosis by my
watching the 30th Summer Olympic games- but Baby Bean is acting like it. The last time CJ and I went for a sonogram  Bean was playing with his/her toes. (Yeah, it was pretty adorable.) But as my husband says, "What else do babies have to do in there- it's not like they can text."


The way this Little One is moving about I could easily have a swimmer, a gymnast, a fencer, boxer or martial artist on my hands. But apparently this kid will only be going for the gold after midnight.



Do they have any nocturnal Olympic competitions yet? If not let my
little athlete be the first to sign up! Baby Bean will DOMINATE!!!

Monday, June 25, 2012

Fruity Baby


Cool news Everyone! Today my baby is the size of a pomegranate. At least that's what Thebump.com informed me this morning. That's cool- I suppose.

Last week "Baby Bean" was a banana (Odd, but I guess they know what they're talking about.) Before that I believe navel orange was the description du jour or du semaine (for my Frenchies out there). I think it's very interesting that all these mommy-to-be sites compare the size of my unborn child to a piece of fruit.  

Fortunately, I like fruit so it's all good, but I can't help but wonder if (in a perfect world) men gave birth- what would the objects of comparison be? Tools, sandwiches, sports objects? 

Seriously. What if for guys the size of their embryo was compared to balls. Men LOVE balls especially their own, right? What if in the beginning the baby is a marble, then a golf ball, then tennis ball followed closely by bocci ball, etc? 


Then when you, rather HE, starts showing all the updates are about your softball, football, volley ball & basketball. But, they save the best for last when the baby is ready to go at 40 weeks all the talk is about your beach ball just to make it cute and not seem as strenuous as it really is, so let's be honest, I think we ALL know it's more of a medicine ball by that point.