Isn't this a cool picture?

I don't know how long Yahoo! will keep it on their website, but their official description is: "A human embryo is pictured in the eighth week of pregnancy in this undated photo by Swedish photographer Lennart Nilsson. Now 81, Nilsson shot to world fame in 1965 when the American magazine Life ran 16 pages of pictures from his book 'A Child is Born' showing the development of a human fetus in the womb. NO ARCHIVE. NO SALES. ONE TIME USE ONLY. MANDATORY CREDIT. REUTERS/Lennart Nilsson/FEATURE SWEDEN-PHOTOGRAPHER"



This is the same stage we're at, although the ultrasound we got today didn't actually look like this one. We were supposed to get better pictures but their printer was broken. They said we could come back at any time they'd do another ultrasound for free and if we brought a VHS tape, they'd record it, too. But, The Baby is at 1.47 cm and their heartbeat is 176. We needed 120 to get sign-off to be referred to a normal baby doctor. The doctor at the clinic said that this baby has a 95% chance, so there's no reason not to start telling people. He also OK'd The Wife's hair color product (she found a more natural kind on the internet) and told her of a few pretty standard cold medicines that it's ok for her to take so she'll be able to finally kick this cold. He's predicting June 12.

The Wife is telling some of her bosses tomorrow. I'm telling one or two of mine today. I guess that makes them tier-one-and-a-half or we need to renumber our telling-tiers. :) The rest of the co-workers will have to wait until mid-November.

Hey Bartender, Cottage Cheese Me!

The Wife has noticed lately that she seems to have a penchant for cottage cheese. There is an increased need for dairy in her diet, according to the books, so this is probably a good thing.

Super-smell has also arrived, she can drive down restaurant row and tell you what's cooking at each place.

Sleep, the elusive friend

Playing a game recently, the question was asked "What is your favorite time of day?" The Wife's answer? "When I'm asleep." I mocked sadness and suggested that there must be something about her waking life that she enjoyed.

But seriously, sleep is her best friend and there isn't enough of it. It doesn't help any that in addition to The Puppy (who we've now trained to sleep outside in his kennel!!!! hooray!!!!) The Wife had to go and rescue a Tiny Kitten. The mews are so quiet that it doesn't keep us up, but it's another thing to take care of. Temporarily -- I've put my foot down. We rescued a Stray two years ago and we do not need a fourth cat. This Kitten will be an easy sell, though. Tiny with no apparently health problems. Just needs some love. We may have found a new home for it already.

Time, we need more. Sleep, we definitely need more.

The book says one will start to feel more and more tired now. This is definitely the case.

Like, gag me with a toothbrush!

The Wife hasn't been experiencing morning sickness, but reports that throwing up is not something that seems like it could be a possibility. Brushing her teeth seems to be a big trigger for the gag reflex. Breakfast wasn't breakfast a few days ago, but otherwise, she's been able to sit quietly for a few minutes and the moment passes.

The Puppy has become Man's Best Friend and Woman's Nightmare. He bites and we're trying to train him not to. He's mostly pretty good with me. All of The Wife's attempts just result in The Puppy getting more keyed up and hyper and wanting to bite more. We're hoping that He grows out of it. The Wife, trying her hardest, goes from "Look at me! I'm learning to be more patient." to "I really hope this baby is less trying." to "Where's The Dog's Leash? I need to strangle him." She really does love The Puppy. Just wishes she could have all of his teeth removed so the biting wouldn't hurt so much.

Editorial side-note: There are way too many ways to count this pregnancy. It's no wonder no one has a clue until you're racing through town scaring people and hitting bicyclists. By the end-of-last-period method, we're at week 7. By the conception date, we're at week 5. Babycenter.com takes our projected due date and works backwards splitting the difference to come up with week 6. We're now on day 32. That's one completed month by normal calendars. But it's already a few days into "lunar month 2." This lunar month stuff is a bunch of hooey. Lunar months are like February, with only 28 days. It breaks the pregnancy down more evenly, but The Wife and I theorize that this is only so women can whine "It's really ten months. You're really pregnant for ten months!" and try to solicit more sympathy.