Now that we're past the 37 week point, there's nothing I'd like more than to push this child out so we can meet him! And it seems my body agrees, but not strongly enough. Grrrrrr.

Here's a pic of Wee Wambeke in utero. He might be even smaller than Ana was. Course, I carried Ana a month longer at this point.



In other news, our hens are champs. We have consistently been getting 8-11 eggs a day from those wonderous ladies. And we've only used a heat lamp for those few weeks of witches and titties. Not bad for 13 hens (One of whom isn't laying anymore. I'll find you yet and make a tasty soup!)

Hopefully the next time I post it'll have lengths and weights and boys names all over it. And hopefully he likes eggs.

One last picture, since I can't stop looking over old baby pictures of Ana. Wonder why?