Girl Talk

So, this morning I got my 30 week update from babycenter.com, they send a weekly e-mail with information on how the baby is developing, and other pregnancy related issues. I read bits of it to E occasionally, and she really enjoys seeing the sketch of the developing baby. This morning I enlarged the sketch and was pointing out a few points of interest: "Here's my uterus, it keeps our 'Buddy' safe (still haven't come up with a name), here's the placenta it helps make 'food' for him, here's the umbilical cord and that's how he gets his food," etc. Then I quickly summarized how he'll travel when he's ready to come out. The end. I really want to be careful about how much information she really needs, and don't want to make anything scary for her.


Well, nearly 12 hours later as she's sitting on the potty for the last time before going to bed she yells to me in the other room; "Mom?! Do I have a uterus?"

Deep breath.

"Yes," I answered as she rounded the corner. "But it's not ready to be a house for a baby yet." "Yeah," she replied, "Mines just medium sized." She then proceeded to think of many of the girls she knows and confidently listed them off as owners of a uterus; "Mabel has one, Hazel has one, even Inger (her 5-week-old cousin) has one." Then I patted my big belly and reminded her that when we visit our midwife the part she get's to help with is measuring my uterus.

These types of conversations come up without warning sometimes, and I didn't think we were ready to delve into them so soon, but I guess with a baby brother coming it makes sense and I'm happy to provide her with the appropriate words.