Dear Rockstar Embryo,
We saw you today, you little lentil with the flickering heart.
This is not, technically, the first time we've seen you, since we have a gorgeous picture of you at merely 8 cells. That's just a head-shot, if you will, not much action happening in it, but it captures your round perfection quite nicely.
But today...well, today we saw you in real-time. And you are nothing if not a rockstar.
You are .47 cm long, and your heart is storming away. We scoffed at the need to measure it, for it beats at the speed of light.
There's just one of you in there, no sign at all of any comrades. This news was received by your mom with a teary gasp.
Knowing her like I do, I assumed this was a teary gasp of relief; but to my great dismay her chin started to quiver and her eyes began welling up.
"I really thought there'd be two and now I'm sort of disappointed..."
And she clutched at her midsection, looking down at her belly and crying out:
"No matter, I'll just love you twice as much!"
Thank you for staying, our thunderous little Rockstar.
With preposterous amounts of love from me, E, and your many other swooning fans,