So, I just looked online to see what was going on in my belly at 12 weeks. The eyes are in the front of the head and the baby can swallow and it’s kidney’s are producing urine. All pretty normal stuff. I keep reading, eagerly anticipating this week’s “Your baby is the size of ____ fruit.” (They always use a fruit, last week was a fig) Well, no fruit this week. Nope, they compared my precious little baby to a Vienna sausage. Right away I got a mental image of Vienna sausage sized baby floating around in that crazy grape jelly, barbeque sauce concoction in a crock pot. It was quite disturbing.
I’ve never eaten a Vienna sausage and after that little episode, I don’t think I’ll start.
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