always amazing...

The photo is of an unborn baby at 7 weeks gestation. By 8 weeks, all body systems are complete, and that's pretty darn cool. Morning sickness is in full swing.... Goodness, I hope this is full swing. It set in last Thursday evening and hasn't really let up since. It's strange how comforting it is to feel so rotten at this point, though. By the way, I think it's a girl! However, I was dead sure that Ambrose was a girl, too. I figure I've gotta be right one of these days. It is so hot. So hot. And humid. It's ugly. Anyway, my out-of-the-womb baby is on the move. He's climbing everything and has a new found love for eating dryer lint and paper. I think if I tore up a piece of paper and fed it to him for a snack, he'd be thrilled. You cannot take your eyes off him for a second, I tell you. There is no rest for the weary. Here he is, cruising around the coffee tables. And enjoying french fries at McD's.