A newt perhaps?
Well, whatever it is that baby looks like right now, it's making me sick as all bloody hell. Dry heaves are horrid. Laying in the chair praying the barf goes back down is only made worse by the toddler rolling all over me, elbowing me in the stomach, and rocking my chair.
Unless Louis can carry the next one, we're never doing this again.
Here's what the baby's up to:
This week starts a period of rapid cellular development for your baby-to-be, who looks like a mini tadpole, with a tiny head and tail. His or her eyes, ears and mouth have begun to form (though they're a little more Discovery Channel "creatures of the sea" documentary than Gerber Baby at this point).
Other exciting milestones include:
Your baby's heart is now beating to a regular beat, although it's still too faint to hear.
His or her arm buds are just beginning to, well, bud. They look like teensy swollen bumps at this point. In a few days, they'll resemble itsy-bitsy flippers.