Its eyes have begun to move to the front of its head, its tail is fully dissolved and its grown to approximately the size of an apple—but beyond that, our little fetus is developing in much more important ways.
Since experiencing its first concert, our little bundle of amniotic fluid has had several other firsts over the past couple of weeks— its first taste of Tabouli (not to mention its second, third, fourth … well you get the point, mama likes the bulgar wheat), its first time being labeled a "liberal" (sharing nutrients obviously indicates prenatal Socialist tendencies), its first wedding (coincidentally also its first exposure to chicken fingers) and its first college basketball game (I have to admit, the face paint was a bit tricky to apply).
Carrie is also beginning to show a bit and has resorted to what I've been introduced to as "the rubber band trick" which I think has little to do with the baby and more to do with the aforementioned Tabouli—either way it seems to make life more comfortable for everyone.
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