Week 25

From top to bottom, Caleb's coming in at about 13 1/2 inches right now and probably weighs about as much as your average rutabaga...about a pound and a half. He's starting to pack some fat on his little body and is sprouting whatever hair we'll see on his head when he's born.

If I ever complained that my first baby moved a lot, I take it back. And if I ever complained that she was riding too low in my belly, I take that back too. Caleb is redefining low and active in my second pregnancy. He kicks, punches and rolls around constantly and is especially active whenever there's a lot of noise going on around me. (Like when Abby's chattering away...which is most of the time.) Thanks to his perpetual motion, I've got a pretty good idea most of the time where he's hanging out in my belly, and I must admit I'm a little frightened at the kicks/punches I can feel happening 5-6 inches below my belly button. Maybe he'll just fall out when the time comes. A mother can dream....

Meanwhile, my middle is just big enough now to throw me completely off balance, making my already clumsy nature that much more precarious.

Now that the weather's starting to cool down and we're spending more time inside, I hope to get started on Caleb's airplane-themed nursery soon. Colors are all picked out and the crib bumper is tucked away waiting to make its debut.

Thank you for continuing to pray with us for the healthy development of our little boy as he's growing inside of me. Please pray also for us as we prepare to make the big transition to family of four!