So I’m now 4.5 months pregnant and my yet-to-be-named baby (whom I shall refer to as ‘Baby’ with a capital B) seems to have a mind of his own. How so? Let me count the ways…
- This Sunday morning at mass, the priest asked all fathers to stand up so he could say a special Father’s Day prayer. My husband didn’t want to stand up, but Baby had other ideas… just as the priest began his prayer, Baby gave me a kick!
- This Sunday evening, a church friend asked me if I was going to take more than 4 months’ leave to take care of Baby. I replied, “Initially I was thinking of it, but looking at my workload I may have to return to the office after four months–” And Baby kicked me again!
- This evening, we read reports on how men who drink tea increase their risk of prostate cancer. However, my husband already had his mind set on a calming cup of Camomile tea. So he said defiantly, “I’m going to make myself a cup of tea and get prostate cancer.” Baby kicked!
Let’s hope for more such timely kicks to come, over the next 4.5 months…