Forget the kiwi, here’s your cheese pregnancy, week by week

Since I'm now about halfway through cooking this babe, it's obviously time to repost the Pregnancy Cheese Chart, a week by week guide to the size of your fetus, by cheese. Is Your Fetus More of a Cheddar or a Blue?  

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Is Your Fetus More of a Cheddar or a Blue?

Armed with the belief that cheese > all things, especially lettuce, and a pretty solid working knowledge of the weight of individual cheese wheels (or in the case of the early weeks, the weight of bits and bobs of cheese), I correlated estimated fetal weight by week with the weights of wheels of delicious, delicious cheese. So now you can tell people your growing babe is the size of a wheel of meaty, savory cow's milk cheese, handcrafted by members of the (THE) vonTrapp family, rather than a sad Idaho Gold.

Here I am again, knowing I just can't know who this human inside of me is. I don't get to pick, I don't get to know until she decides to let me know. And I trust with even more faith than I should be humanly capable of possessing that I will love this child, with more love than I have, with more love than I know to exist in the whole world, but it really seems impossible to love anything more than I love my little, tangible family right now.