For all the difficulty involved in pregnancy there is so much good in it as well. I am talking to the Lizard more and more because now the child can hear me. We are having some good, though one-sided, conversations. I’m talking to the baby about my hopes and dreams for myself, and for him/her. I am telling the child about some of the pitfalls involved in dealing with me and with Noah. I’m trying to give the baby a head start on dealing with such a prickly mom.
I love looking down at my stomach and noticing the changes in my body and how they portend bringing life into the world. It’s interesting how I don’t exactly regard this as a “miracle” because it is a biological process yet it is still amazing. I get to do something that transforms a tiny piece of me, and a tiny piece of Noah, into an entirely different person. Noah has said many times that he wants to meet someone who is a piece of me and a piece of him. Thinking about that makes me smile, even when I hurt.
It’s interesting how I don’t exactly regard this as a “miracle” because it is a biological process yet it is still amazing.
When I was looking through the “don’t rub my belly” shirts, I also saw one that said: “My Super Power: I create human life.” , which I think is a more amusing way of looking at it.
You’re not a miracle worker (except that you’re a teacher, which sometimes counts) – you’re a super hero. Which, I suppose, makes Noah your sidekick, and is a premise for some really interesting slash…
someone who is a piece of me and a piece of him
I really like that.
someone who is a piece of me and a piece of him
yep…..maybe not a miracle, but Really Fucking Cool (TM)
I hear babies like classical
one of the most amazing things i remember when my kids were newborn was how their faces held little whispers of all the family i had ever known.
i saw everyone. people i loved. people i didn’t like at all. people alive. people long dead that i thought i’d never have a chance to see again.
it was startling visual reminder that babies are an extension of the entire family, generations of them.
it didn’t last long. probably less than a week. but it was so rewarding.