As I laid in bed the other night, propped on my pillow, deep in thought...not really, just watching TV...and "WHAM", Jamie sounds startled, arms flailing away from her body; I dang near pee myself because the commotion frightened me terribly. She looks at me all giddy and smiling and says "I think I just felt the baby kick!"..."there it goes again!"
With confusion, uncertainty, worry, intrigue, joy, disbelief, I began to smile and she grasps my hand as I wrestle it away from the blankets and place it directly on her belly. Nothing! I'm thinking I missed this milestone, or maybe it's as stubborn as me and my wife!!! So, she holds my hand down on her belly, with her hand, and jiggles at the babe and "KABLAMMY" this little mythical being, that we've only seen as much as Sasquatch, blasts a left hook into my hand! I ripped my hand away so fast and just as quickly put it back. The babe kicked one more time and my face lit up like the Grinch when "his heart grew from two sizes too small"..."to three sizes too big!"
We're half way until we get to meet our babe!!!
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