Week 10

This pickle is a work horse. Flat out.
It staggers the imagination that such things can happen so quietly and steadily, but the proof is in the pudding.
In the past three weeks, the fetus has doubled in size. Right outside our window, there is an high-rise apartment construction site that runs around the clock and has for the past several months. Look at that gawd-awful, noisy, SOB every day and have yet to notice any significant growth.

And the pickle has silently doubled in mere weeks. Flat out, that work-horse is some kind of crazy ninja! Think of the most impressive thing you’ve ever done. Now imagine having done it with your eyes closed. Yeah, the pickle is about to impress your pants off! All this remarkable growth is now being done with the eyelids fused shut. Talk about no peeking!

I hope I am not the only one to remember the Lymon. That was the half-lemon/half-lime fruit that ostensibly produced refreshingly carbonated soda pop when squeezed. Sprite, to be exact, back before Sprite got all Hip-Hop and started putting the likes of Kriss/Kross in commercials.
Wait, I can explain. One of the many pregnancy books we’ve been so generously gifted up to this point referred to the fetal size in this week as a “rather large lime.”
What do you know that’s larger than the average lime?
Uh, lemon. Lemon’d be ‘bout the size of a big lime, I reckon.

Still not there? I can explain further. Sprite is also the beverage of choice this week because it is caffeine free and tastes nice when you’ve been barfing for a month straight.
If you’re still not impressed, try this on for size: by the tenth week the fetus possesses enough bone marrow to produce its own white blood cells. Aw yeah!
That makes Lemon-Lime soda look like a wet cat.