Week 7 In Mommy's Belly

Hey look at that. I still have a tail! Oh, hi. I'm Baby Drapeau. I've been given the name Baby because Mommy and Daddy don't know if I'm a boy or a gilr yet. Heck, I don't even know. Anyway...Mommy calls me Dacre (Dad's middle name) and Daddy calls me Sting. I don't get it but I think he does it just to get under Mommy's skin.

Well people, it has been a busy week. Mom joined Dad on a business trip to Los Angeles, California. I didn't get to see much but it sounded like Mommy was having fun. At this point Mommy doesn't know anything about me. All she knew was that she was supposed to take a home pregnancy test when she got to L.A. like the doctor told her too. But she forgot and didn't take it until she had been there for a few days. That's when she finally found out about me! And thank goodness because I was getting tired of that icky Big Mac sauce she kept asking for all the time. But I think I got her the message that I didn't want that anymore.

I remember her telling David (that's her cousin) that she didn't want to distract Daddy at work with the news of me. It didn't matter though because Daddy knows Mommy too well for her to keep such a big thing like me a secret. So on Monday, November 13th, Mommy's doctor confirmed that I was in her belly. I tried to wave at the camera but my arms aren't long enough yet. Mommy was shocked to find out that I had been in her belly a whole 8 weeks!