Skeleton

Some two weeks ago, I began to suspect that I was pregnant, and about one week ago it was confirmed. It's a bizarre experience, but I'll expound upon my general feelings towards the whole concept - prospect, now - of pregnancy and childbirth another time. Today I just want to note one of the weird little insights that go with it: I have a couple of half-emptied bottles of vitamin and mineral pills sitting in the kitchen, since I intermittently worry about things like calcium and vitamin B12. On an impulse, I took a calcium pill, and as I swallowed it, I thought "after all, I'm growing a new skeleton". The words came first, and then the insight: fucking hell, it's true. There's going to be a diminutive, coiled skeleton in my belly; cranium, vertebrae, little bones of the hands and feet, tiny, tiny bones of the middle ear. It's exceedingly weird.

(Image from a work on anatomy by Frederik Ruysch (1638 - 1731). Google him, but be careful what you click on.)