I have taken the last few days/weeks off from updating you on your progress.  I promise that it has nothing to do with you, rather an indication of how busy life has been.  Mom finally caught up with updates which made me so happy.

I started this blog as a dialog between you and me.  However, I always hoped your mom would join in and provide her perspective.  I am so happy that she finally embraced it.

Your mom has wanted to contribute from day one of the blog/journal but she has been so pre-occupied with stuff like making sure you are happy inside her tummy.  On top of that, she has been worried about how you have been progressing for weeks now.  Not because she has any reason to worry, but simply because she is your mom :)

At this point you are probably already annoyed at your parents.  That is part of life.  We will over-protect you until we can not do it any more.  I only hope that you embrace it, as I did, and realize that it is in your best interest.

Let's go back to the subject of this post "Pop Goes the Weasel"

I this case you are the "Weasel." According to Mom, she "popped" yesterday.  I did not hear anything, nor did she, however I know what she meant.  A few days ago you were just a reason for mom to get fat...right now...you are definitely a "Bump".

I have started to kiss mommy's tummy more because I can really "see" you growing (I think).  I can't wait to meet you little one.

I love you,
Dad.