29 Weeks
The Brecker and I have both recovered from the bronchitis craze that's sweeping the nation. Not totally recovered mind you but enough to snap a few photos of the belly.
We are 29 weeks in and the little bugger is in full soccer mode. Lately, it's been more fun to watch random patterns pop up on The Brecker Belly than watch TV. There doesn't seem to be a pattern or words being spelled out so we've ruled out demonic possesion for the time being.
By the way, for those of you counting at home, 29 weeks means that we have 11 weeks to go. EEEEK.
Hee... Hee... Hee... Gillian looks funny.
Hey, who you callin' funny looking?