This week, in the life of Baby…

Baby will grow to be between 8 and 11 millimeters long, or the size of my pinky nail (I checked, see picture). There is further development between the male or female organs. Elbows and other joints will begin to form and bones begin to harden. Also, little toe rays start to appear. (This little piggy went to market…)

Also, we have spontaneous movement! (all from about.com )

Now, when you think of all the development going on in Baby, Baby has a lot of stuff for being pinky nail size. Baby has a lot of internal organs including a pancreas and a functioning heart, little ear buds, little nasal buds, little eyes, little fingers, little toes… my gut instinct is to say, “Oooo, how precious!” And as I coo and think about all the neat and exciting things going on in the life of baby, I also think, “Wow! God has everything all planned out! Such complexity in such a small little being!” The beauty and majesty of God’s creation is manifested in fetal development. And to think, Baby can move, but I won’t even feel it until after the New Year.

My dad constantly quotes the verse, “The Heavens declare the glory of the Lord and the Earth is full of His Creation.” I think of how Mighty God cares enough to have a plan to develop Baby and of all the things He makes and the proper time for everything. Dad, as an amateur astronomer, spends a lot of time contemplating the Glory of God as seen in the Universe. But, next time, when I sing, “God of Wonders beyond our Galaxy” (yes, I know Pianomomsicle), or “I stand in Awe of You,” or “Holy, Holy, Holy,” or “Joyful, Joyful, we Adore Thee,” or “Beautiful Savior,” or other strong songs of adoration before God, I will be thinking of the small little person He is knitting inside of me, the delicate care it takes to plan such things and great detail in such a small baby.

Oh, and this past week, in the life of Baby, Baby’s parents have chosen a girl name and a boy name. And I’m madly in love with both, so at this point, I don’t want to find out. (Please don’t have hurt feelings, Mom, we’re not doing the baby girl name tradition this time.)