Mar 31, 2007

Fewer than 3 months to go!

The two of us outside of our front door. People who haven't seen our glorified studio ask if we've prepared the baby's room yet. People who have seen the apartment ask if we've cleared out a drawer for the baby to sleep in.


















The baby and I have hit a growth spurt. Now people everywhere--the lady at the cross-country ski lodge, the man in the cheese shop, and students at the college where I teach--refer to me as the pregnant lady.

Unless I slouch, the baby can't quite reach my ribs, but he's getting close. At least once an hour, he wakes up to do some exercises. He now responds to Tim's voice and to our West African mbira instrument, which we play on my belly. Depending on the baby's orientation, Tim can hear both my heart beat and his through my stomach. We're enjoying this phase, though it's a little hard to imagine that the little bugger is still only about a third of his final weight. Can I really get that much bigger?

The Growth Continues!

So, while I was gone in India, Katie faithfully kept recording her weights. I started recording mine again, too. Now the trend in her weight and the lack of one in mine is apparent, with a few solid months of data.



I think that looking at our cumulative growths is maybe the most interesting. The baby's grown to two pounds now, and Katie's grown about 10 pounds just since january, while I keep waffling around 1 or 2 pounds heavier than I was in January.



Looking at our proportional weight change you can see that Katie's put on a full 7% of her January weight in the last two plus months.



Compare that, though with what the baber is doing. What a difference. In the first month he tripled his weight, only to go on to almost quadruple that tripled weight over the next six weeks.