Watch Sesame Grow, week 23

Editorial comment: This should have gone up yesterday. I get very OCD about all the Sesame posts being on Monday and I get jittery when they don't. But yesterday was SUCH a Monday. I didn't even have to look at the calendar to know why everything was going wrong. I think I'll write a morbid and depressing song titled Monday wherein I chronicle my day. I should probably get on that soon. I heard that Rebecca Black, the girl who wrote Friday, just wrote a song called Saturday. I need to get in on the days of the week song action before she monopolizes Sunday through Thursday.

Edition: The general consensuses is that this picture makes me look bigger than I actually am

Size of baby: Weighs about as much as a mango. 
Fun fact: The baby can feel when I dance. We've been learning the waltz at our dance class so I wouldn't be surprised if the baby comes out waltzing.
Size of mother: See photo above.
What's on the menu: I've given up hope of ever having those intense cravings everyone talks about. I did buy a bag of Funyuns the other day not because I was craving them. I was hungry and they were on the shelf next to me. They were every bit as delicious and unhealthy as I remembered.
Best part of the week:  I went eight days without getting sick.
Worst part of the week: It was fun while it lasted.
Other things I have to say: My pants are staying up much better these days. We found a belly band at Target (where the maternity section is the size of a matchbox) and things have been much better in the wardrobe department. I know you're all relieved.