This is Mazie's "BabyBrotherSister," as she likes to call me. I'm about 22 womb-weeks old, due to make my grand entrance into the world around August 17, 2011. You'd think Mazie or our parents would have mentioned me in one of their posts in the past few months, but chalk it up to second-child treatment, I guess. I know they do think about me a lot, though, 'cuz I hear them talking about me all the time.
As many of you know, when Mazie was in here (Mom's uterus), Mom and Dad called her "Peanut" (hence the blog name) and gave her a special sort of spirit animal: an elephant. A little while after the family found out that I was going to be joining them, they asked Mazie what my special animal should be, and without hesitation she said, "A tiger!" Dad thought that was great, because he was thinking, "Tiger, tiger, tiger..." in his head. So that settled it. "Tiger" I am.
Just like my sister, I haven't been too hard on Mom. She was a little queasy and pretty tired right at the beginning, just enough to make her feel pregnant, but since week 10 or so she's been feeling good. In the past few weeks she's started to feel me move a lot, and Daddy got to feel his first kick on his birthday (March 21). Mazie still hasn't gotten a kick yet... she doesn't quite have the patience to sit still and wait for it. Soon enough I'll get strong enough to really put on a show for her. Mom's been telling her stories about when she (Mazie) was in here, and the one Mazie loves to repeat is about the time that Dad had his face on Mom's belly and Mazie kicked him right in the eye!
Anyway, gotta get back to my growing, sleeping, and moving routine.... Here's what I looked like on March 30:

They tried to get a fancy 3D pic of me but I was a little shy... I kept my hands in front of my face. Just practicing for the paparazzi.


And here's what Mom looks like now:
1 comment:
First of all, Tiger is adorable. And promises to be as smart as Mazie
Secondly, i don't know if I see what no one else sees, but I see a full face and profile of a boy.
Stay well, and if I'm wrong, sue me.
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