Feel This

I don't ever want to forget

- but I know I will -

the feeling of having a baby move inside me all day long.

 

I get so excited about it, and want to share it with whoever is sitting next to me.

But they put their hand up to my belly and the movement stops.

 

Avery is still excited about the prospect of feeling the baby, but so far he has stopped his stretching and kneading the minute her hand is on him.

 

When I'm in public and he's clawing like an alien to get out, I look around to see if anyone else can see how distorted my belly is, but of course, they can't. And even if they could, who cares about the pregnant lady over there?

 

I have decided it is something just special between the baby and the mama.

 I need to just take the feeling and keep it as mine and his.

 

And it is a memory that is hard to recapture once the baby is out - the constant reminder of a living little human inside there.

I will never get over how amazing the whole thing is.