The baby is hefting up, weighing just over a pound this week. That means she is as heavy as (drum roll…) a large mango! For Eat Yo Baby, E made a salad with mangos in it, and Jeff made some kind of delicious latin-influenced dessert with baked mangos, cinnamon tortillas, and ice cream. A fetus never tasted so good. (Am I creeping you out with this yet? GET ON BOARD.)

This week, the baby is as long as a spaghetti squash (11 inches) but in a combination of forgetting and benevolently protecting Blake from allergens, no squash was prepared for Eat Yo Baby. Don’t take it personally, little fetus!

At 10 1/2 inches long, the baby is now the length of a carrot! There were some elaborate Eat Yo Baby plans involving carrot cake, but we ended up with a green salad with carrots in it (up at the cabin!) instead.

The baby is now ten inches from head to heel: the length of a banana! For Eat Yo Baby potluck, Jeff baked a super yummy banana bread and E brought banana cream pie. Aren’t they the best?

This week the baby measures 6 inches (head to bottom), which is about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Jeff brought caprese salad with tomatoes and fresh mozarella, and Sarah brought a green salad with tomatoes on it to celebrate Eat Yo Baby. What a nutritious fetus!

And no, this isn’t the frame of the ultrasound that proves it.

I have to admit, I’m relieved we didn’t disappoint Nora. In fact, when we told her she was getting a little sister, she said, “It’s a girl! Just like I always DREAMED!” Plus, the new baby can share Nora’s room and use all the same baby stuff, so that will be handy. Go, team!

Since the baby is the length of a bell pepper this week (about 5 1/2 inches), E made roasted red and orange peppers with asparagus for Eat Yo Baby potluck. Delicious!

For potluck this week, we started a new tradition we like to call Eat Yo Baby. Since the baby weighs about as much as a turnip (5 ounces), I made a roasted vegetable dish that included turnips. Not at all offensive!

Our little blueberry-sized baby is getting hands and feet!

It’s a pretty big step up from a sesame seed to a lentil bean!
Nora: “One, two, three! Why are there three people in our family?”
Me: “How many do you think we should have?”
Nora: “I think we should have four.”
The story’s cuter if I just stop there, but…
Me: “Four? Would you like to have a new baby in our family?”
Nora: “Nope. We should get a grown-up lady.”
Me: “You mean like Aunt Sarah? Should she be in our family?”
Nora: “No. A different lady. Another mommy!”
So, that’s going to be tricky to explain to the bishop.