17 weeks, sweet Belly Boy, and yesterday we celebrated Christmas with homemade pizzas and singing you Christmas Carols. I think you liked them! We can't wait for next year's holiday season and getting to make all of these holiday memories with you! We watched It's A Wonderful Life and, let me tell you, it really is.
This week, you're 17 weeks of pure magic. You're the size of a pear (or a coconut, depending on who you ask). You're practicing your breathing, now, to prepare yourself for earthside and you have fingerprints! I read somewhere that your fingerprints are developed from touching the womb and, if so, how special to know that you'll always carry a piece of now with you. Long after you forget the months we spent taking care of each other, as a singular entity, your fingers will tell the story of this time. I can't wait to kiss them. Over dinner, this week, I started to feel persistent flutters and knew you were reminding me that you're there (as if I could ever forget). This week, between Christmas and New Years, your daddy and I are slow-working, spending days cuddling on the couch while we get our tasks done. We are reading our books and going on long walks (at least 10,000 steps, every day)! Your daddy did his 300th spin class: he is working so hard to be healthy to run around and take care of you forever. Your mommy is only spinning in circles but she has taken to organizing parts of the house for your arrival. We also officially announced your arrival, in 2024. Now, the calendar has changed, we will soon be halfway through this pregnancy, we have picked our doula--and we can't wait to meet you.
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