It is getting to the point in the incubation period (aka pregnancy)where there is quite a bit of movement going on in that oven! Sarah of course feels this stuff all day (even gets woken up at night, occasionally). I have felt it a few times on my hand, and even seen the belly moving with my eyes, which was pretty awesome.
The other morning however, I was partaking in a ritual of mine to help the baby get to know my voice, speaking useless information into Sarah's belly. I think I was telling little junior about March, or the weather or maybe plainly what day of the week it was, but somewhere in the middle of the one sided conversation, he/she kicked me right in the face.
One may get angry in another situation of getting kicked the face, but this did not really hurt that much, and truthfully was probably one of the coolest things I have been able to experience during the bun baking process. I am not sure if the kick was actually a kick, or a punch or a head bunt or something else, but it stopped me mid sentence, because I was so shocked! Of course I then sat there with a cheesy grin on my face repeating to Sarah a few times, oh he/she just kicked me in the face!
I now expect this every time I go in for a conversation, and though a repeat kick has not happened yet, I am hoping for it a few more times. Once the little one is out in the real world, I will settle for smiles, giggles and other avenues of affection, but for now, I will take the kick in the face.
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