"Did you feel that?"
"No! For the hundredth time."
Ian kicked and hit and hiccuped and kicked some more. Every time Betsy wanted me to feel it. That was nice of her, but it just didn't work. It probably didn't help that she would sit up, grab my hand, and yank it toward her bulging stomach when she felt him move. Every time she moved, Ian stopped moving. For some reason, Betsy couldn't break this pattern and I continued not feeling Ian move.
The same is happening now, but this time it's with Ian smiling. Supposedly Ian smiles a lot in the morning. Unfortunately, it's always after I have left for work and suspiciously he doesn't feel like smiling on the weekends. If he does decide to smile when I am around it is always right when I have given up and turned away for a second.
I would say that maybe Betsy is making up this whole smile thing. But, she has now produced proof.
Now I know it's true.
Eventually, even I felt the kicking. It was hard to miss, especially when a knee was sticking out in a funny direction. I will eventually see the smile too.
I wonder what will be next? Will he sit up? Crawl? Walk? Talk? And hide it all from me? Is he purposefully torturing me? Doesn't he realize I want to see those smiles too?
I guess I will have to wait for him to start talking before I ask him these questions, that is, I will have to wait until he starts talking around me.
Oh, yesterday was Halloween. More about that later.
1 comment:
Perfect timing! Maxie's first smile was around 6 or 7 weeks and boy did I need it! All that work with no reward. Then the smiles made it all worth it. And I have to agree with Betsy, Maxie smiled only in the morning right when he woke up. So Gregg, call in late!
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