Dude.

I got a package in the mail today from my kickass friend the Untamed Shrew. Inside, there was a bottle of Dr. Bronner's baby soap, a prenatal exercise DVD (!), and this:

Gifts from the Untamed Shrew always have the best wrappings in the world. In case you can't read it, this one says, "So when the Brachiopod is teething, you'll be all HERE and s/he will be all RAA and you'll be all OMG BABY VS. T-REX."

And inside, I found this:

It's a fabulous teether from the very cool Little Alouette. I have long coveted their super rad (and handmade! and sustainable!) teethers, and no shape is more perfect for a child of mine than a dinosaur.

Also, let me embarrass myself a little by posting a (really blurry) photo of what my belly looked like at the end of a long day of eating, back around 15 weeks:

(Please ignore all that stuff in the background. We're currently storing things we've saved for a yard sale in the future nursery. And, uh, a bunch of stuff that I never got around to carrying up to the attic.)