The other night she was lying on her bed when I nudged closer and pressed my ear to her bulging tummy. Sure enough I felt a murmur of faint heartbeat beating along with hers. And then I felt a thud. Right there. Right where I placed my ear. Did you feel it? she asked.
I did. It made my heart expanded twice the original size. I was happy. I was insanely happy. Like going to a funfair for the first time. Like being given a prize worth the entire span of your life.
And there were also excitement and fear. I was flooded with those two, but couldn't tell which was dominant. Excited for having the chance to step into a realm unbeknownst to my self. Fear, when I realized all this is actually for real. It IS happening.
I've watched her tummy grows bigger. I've made the trip with her to the gynecologist every four weeks. I've made sure she takes her vitamins and drinks her milk. I've printed almost every article about pregnancy that I can find over the net and bring them home for her. But never for once did I stop to realize how real this whole affair is. Nor have I fully digested the fact that in a matter of months something big will happen. Something that will definitely change the course of our lives.
Maybe I'm too used to taking life for granted. Letting things get past me without bothering to appreciate their true value. But that kick delivered by my unborn kid reminded me that some things do deserve a more serious consideration. See you outside, kiddo!
ps. holiday, you and your questions!! thanks
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it has always been my pleasure, grimmy :)
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