So tonight Lou asked for my hand and places it on her belly. One kick, two kicks. Big smile on my face, I leaned over and said 'hello' - ANOTHER KICK!
I'm aware that I don't want to be 'that guy' who keeps going on about his upcoming baby and posting stuff continually about it - but it's hard to not do that! You quickly recognise that those people who do that are just super pleased and happy and can't help it. And it isn't that they don't have anything else going on in their lives that's interesting - it's just that it really does feel like a top trump.
It isn't that special I know. But this is really special to me. I don't want to keep bleating on about it. There's a little man kicking around in my wife's belly and although that's totally normal (as in the 7 billion people on the planet were all once in that same situation), it's impossible to just brush off as passe.
Now I have to start reading to a belly.
