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Actually, according to babycentre it is actually more like a tadpole. So small it isn't even officially a foetus yet.
But it's making me very, very happy indeed.
We weren't trying long (good ole John!) so in a strange way it has taken us both by suprise.
John's volte-face on the subject of trying for a baby (a long-running discussion) was swift and suprising. From "I'm not sure, I'm not sure, I'm not sure" to "oh, go on then let's give it a whirl" in the space of weeks. Hugely helped by two of his male friends having their first babies in the last few months - and exhibiting undeniably Ecstatic Dad signs (along with the bleary eyes and uncontrollable yawning, natch).
So, Peanut as he is currently called is tentatively starting life. Babycentre tells me that this week his brain, muscles and bones are beginning to take shape. His hands and feet resemble little paddles and his tiny heart is beating — twice as fast as mine. Awww.
I say 'he' cos I think it might be. Then again I thought Ella was a 'he' until I dreamed she was a girl and then the scan confirmed it. I seem to have this gender confusion a lot.
Els is very happy that she is finally getting a little brother or sister. "I don't even mind if it's a brother.." she informed me before adding "..because you thought I was a boy didn't you? So maybe when people think it's a boy then it's actually going to be a girl."
Ah. I see what you're trying to do there, bless you honey.
Excitingly, someone very close to me is about 4 weeks more pregnant than me. I'm not sure the news is on general release yet so I won't say. I'm chuffed to bits though.