Baby Velasco has been very active. He has added creepy, alien-like rolling motions to his movement repertoire. He also seems to be an octopus; his cross-belly punches (punching on both sides, high and low) make my whole belly jiggle like a bowl of jelly (that is, when my stomach is not lopsided and rock hard). The other day we were watching TV, and every time I looked down, my baby lump was sticking out in a different area.
We had a great time at our “How Not to Kill a Baby” class. This last week we got to play with creepy, germ-infested baby dolls. We were given a tub of baby paraphernalia that included diapers, booger-suckers, clothing, and a blanket. Then we got to strap on the diaper and clothing and attempt to swaddle our plastic children. When the instructors asked, “Has anyone here never changed a diaper?” guess whose hand was the only one to go up (it wasn’t Jorge’s). Here are some shots of us giggling and not paying attention as we snap pictures:
I’ve been having a swell time setting up my Target/Amazon baby registry–translation: baby crap is expensive, and half the time product reviewers swear the product flung their infant into air, snapped them in half, or set them on fire.
We got to visit Jorge’s friends Dave and Stacey and their little one, Ryder, in San Diego. Belly paparazzi made another appearance.
Here are some outtakes of the 29 week shoot. Next week–30 weeks!!!