The Size of a Kumquat???

Admittedly, I am familiar with Kumquat. They are served in regularity (in season) in Japan and are quite tasty. But still.... this obscure size references crack me up! This drawing in one of my books was much more appealing looking that the alien-like photos on the Internet or in a different book. So - while tiny - kind of remarkable all at the same time.

This the paragraph I read this weekend on the "goings-on" that made me smile: Though he is the size of a kumquat - about one and a half inches from crown to rump - your baby (babies!) has now completed the most critical portion of his development. This is the beginning of the so-called fetal period. A time when the tissues and organs in his body rapidly grown and mature.

He is swallowing fluid and kicking up a storm. vital organs - including his kidneys, intestines, brain and liver (now making red blood cells in place of the disappearing yolk sac) - are in place and starting to function, though they'll continue to develop throughout your pregnancy.

If you could take a peek inside your womb, you'd spot minute details, like tiny nails forming on fingers and toes and peach-fuzz hair beginning to grown on tender skin.

One book refers to the baby as a "he". A different book refers to the growing human miracle inside as a "she". Neither Shane nor I have any idea or indication or feeling about their gender. Not knowing this puts off worrying about names and decor and buying really anything. But I am wondering whose finger nails will these little babies inherit? Mine are tiny and Lula Sargent Call-like. Shane's are big and masculine and remind me of Lloyd Sargent. Funny details!

I'm feeling good... still not sick. Tired and overly warm.... and short of breath too often. But gladly! We "took" the babies to a fabulous Halloween party - and they seemed to enjoy it! :) Shane went as Sirius Black - and I went as Molly Weasley - mother of twins. It was a Harry Potter theme - and maybe one of the most impressive parties I have attended! We will definitely be signing the babies up with Aunt Anna in hostessing/party planning classes!

I also had a speaking assignment and was worried about being able to contain my emotions. But - I didn't lose it or go into indiscernible -voice and that is what we call the power of prayer! I did find for the first time that what couldn't be contained was my body in my regular skirt. But do to time - I had to fake it and not have it zipped up all the way. Crazy - because 2 weeks ago when I wore it I would have described it as "roomy". It's like I'm pregnant or something!