Training Log Archive: Edmund

Finally the interweb says I am a watermelon! With three weeks to go, it makes me a bit nervous about what I'm going to be next- not many vegetables are bigger than a watermelon.

Mum took me orienteering today, very slowly. She tried to jog once but I made sure THAT didn't last long.

C • 4

Here is a picture of Mum and I, drawn by my big cousin Rose (5).



You can't see me, because I am on the inside.

A bit tired this morning, I had a really busy night doing somersaults.

C • Is mum playing baseball? 6

Four weeks to go!

I have been mostly rolling around and sleeping a lot in the past few days, but I still have enough room for some really enthusiastic squirming, especially when Dad shouts at me. I am looking forward to having a bit more room, so that when Dad talks I can really wave my arms around.

We went for another swim yesterday, Mum is a bit slow but still faster than some of the old ladies walking and the fat man swimming breaststroke with fins on.

The ladies at Dad's work all think I am a girl. Mum says I'm a boy. Greatgrandma is SURE I am a girl and a random selection of Ocean Reef patients voted for a boy. Most of these opinions are based on the size of Mum's bottom. Dad thinks Mum's bottom is HUGE but he doesn't see how that has anything to do with what I am.
I wouldn't have a clue, and if I did I wouldn't tell them anyway. They will all have to wait another four weeks.