30 Weeks: Cabbage

Two weeks ago it was Chinese cabbage week.  I still don’t know what a Chinese cabbage is, but I guess, via deductive reasoning, I know it’s smaller than a plain old regular cabbage…  Apparently Cillo is already about 15.7 inches long and weighs almost 3 pounds.

James’ most salient wish with baby number 2 is of course first and foremost: healthy.  The second most uttered desirable trait seems to be: calm.

I don’t believe we’ve ever used calm to describe little Mr. Busybody.  Even in the womb, Jakey was kicking, squirming, stretching and wrestling… incessantly.  I remember I couldn’t sleep because my insides were constantly twisting and turning.  One night I woke him up by drinking a glass of water– I couldn’t believe I had let thirst rob me of a few more moments of tranquil slumber.  Toward the end, I told a trusted few I thought it was a boy.  An active little bundle of energetic baby boy.  Boy was I right.

My current little Cabbage Patch Kid is so calm and gentle that I did a “kick count” at 4:00am the other night, just to make sure they’re still in there.  I’m going to go out on a limb and predict, in writing, that Cillo is a girl.  Now of course, I have no idea, so don’t be sending us any pink presents.  And Cillo, if you are a boy, I’m sorry for declaring that I think you’re a girl.  Maybe you’re just a cool, calm and carefree little gentleman.

And if you are a girl, all I can say is… I knew it.