Read our little ticker above. Story.of.my.life. I am bemoaning my new cankles, though they don't become cankles until the afternoon. I usually begin my day with normal sized feet. Though it means that most "non-flip-flop" shoes are out. Apparently this "cankle phenonenom" is common, but I don't like it one bit. I do their reccomendations (drinking LOTS of water) but all that seems to do is make me have go use the restroom 50 times a day (thanks to Kaylynn's head being incredibly low and pushing on my bladder!)
Anywho, here's what babycenter.com has to say this week.
This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds (heft a pineapple) and has passed the 17-inch mark. She's rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and her skeleton is hardening. The bones in her skull aren't fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for her to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don't entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as her brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.
This last sentence reminds me of a segment we saw on SportsCenter Sunday morning...about high school football boys and concussions. Perhaps those coaches should read this and keep that in mind. Is that pre-season football game really that much more important that a kid's brain? Doubtful. And you wonder why football players have the stereotype as being a "dumb jock". THEY'VE GOT BRAIN INJURIES!
Anywho. My rant is over. I'll stop complaining about my cankles and constant bathroom usage. Enjoy your weekend! Brian and I are spending ours in child-birth class. I'm sure you'll hear some colorful commentary from him later on this weekend...if he has time. Poor thing.
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