Last night Jason felt the baby kick for the first time! He has been moving around for a while but it has just been in the last day or two that he has really started kicking. Feeling him kick is amazing. It makes it so real. Why yes, there is a tiny baby in my belly. While Jason has been excited about the baby, I don't think the reality of it hit him until he felt that kick. All the sudden he was totally physiqued about the baby. After the first series of kicks he started talking about playing classical music to my belly and reading to the baby. Of course I encouraged this, so he immediately ran to the living room and returned with a book to the read: "The Canterbury Tales." Besides the fact that many of the stories are not child friendly (there is a reason they do give out the whole book in high school english), the tales are very long. Too long for a sleepy pregnant women. Before he got too engrossed in the book I convinced him that nice short poetry might be better. He agreed and returned with the book of classic poems. It was a beautiful moment, Jason curled up beside my belly reading poems. It was this moment that the baby in my belly became our child. Of course, after four poems, Jason decided he was going to read his favorite childhood book to my belly. He got up and returned with "Treasure Island." Great, our baby is going to come out of the womb demanding his bottle be spiked with rum.
Speaking of belly . . . here is a picture of it. This is for my sister Janine. She requested a photo of my belly (since she lives too far away to rub it). So here it is in front of our crib we set up over the weekend. The nursery is still a work in progress. All we have in the room is the crib, but hey it is a step in the right direction.
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