My midwife says the little one has handily moved all of my internal organs out of the way (so that's where my liver went!) to make room for more growth. Because that's what it's doing these days: growing. The Bean will put on another ounce and half this week.
Also this week, The Bean has added REM sleep to its schedule...neat! Fetuses dream about...turning somersaults? Searching for a thumb to suck and finding it right there? The next time mama will have a chocolate milkshake? The Bean may have limited experience, but I'm sure its dreams are as rich and varied as they are for us.
Or maybe fetuses do dream of the world outside the womb. And maybe we mistake an baby's expression of wonder for his incredibly intense experience of déjà vu.
Little Bean? XX or XY? We'll find out tomorrow.
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