Nuggie, Week 22

Greetings from the Womb Wide Web! I'm your host, Nuggie the Nugget. Have you heard of me? I'm not surprised if you haven't. I'm clearly second fiddle to someone named Zoe out there. When I bust out of this joint I'll have my day in the sun, though, and you'll know it. I'll eat, sleep and poop my way to aaaaalllll the attention I want.
 In the meantime, things are phoberos here in the womb... Oh, you don't know the word phoberos? You must be tetrẚgono. These days I'm about the one pound and the size of a small doll, with eyebrows, eyelashes and a few sprouts of hair on my head. I can perceive light and dark, hear your voice, mommy's gurgly belly and swishing of blood around her body. I also love to practice touching my toes to my forehead, for real. Last week Mom and Dad went to the doctor for my 20-week Anatomy test and they watched me bend my legs up to my face. It's a little cramped in here, but I don't mind - the weather is pretty nice. I heard Mom say that she got lots of great pictures of me to share with everyone. Hey Dad, can you add them to my blog post, parakalo? There probably won't be another Me sighting for 10 weeks or so, but until then, you can all study my family resemblance to that Zoe person. Enjoy!
Until next time,
Nuggie.