Growing like a weed (which is pretty much what a cauliflower looks like).
Can't believe we're nearing the end of the second trimester already. We have a check-up appointment on Wednesday, meeting the fourth doctor in the practice and then we'll have gotten to know all of them. Starting to get comments from randos asking when we are due, which is nice because it means I look definitely pregnant and not just like a chub. Nobody has really tried to touch my belly yet, but I'm guessing that will change when I visit California in two weeks. DVC scored tickets to Shakespeare in the Park last night (actually saw one of our doctors there!), so Baby C is getting exposed to the most important of New York culture - delis and theater.
Here's mini-DVC with his Grandpa Cederquist. Isn't he adorable?
I hope our little chicklet gets those curls (and those overalls!).