Mommy needs to turn on the radio and sway to the music. With my sense of movement well developed by now, I can feel her dance. And now that I'm more than 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound (about as much as a large mango), mommy may be able to see me squirm underneath her clothes. Blood vessels in my lungs are developing to prepare for breathing, and the sounds that my increasingly keen ears pick up are preparing me for entry into the outside world. Loud noises that become familiar now — such as the dog barking or the roar of the vacuum cleaner — probably won't faze me when I hear them outside the womb.
Alec Grayson Brogdon