Is That Gas or the Baby?

Actually… it’s the baby.

In other words, I felt the baby move for the first time a couple of days ago.  It’s an odd sensation: I feel a deep, firm heaviness in my lower abdominal area, and then a subtle, rolling sensation, kind of like a Shiatsu massager, begins.  Tadpole gets pretty active when I wake up, after I eat, and (as I found out today) after Chinese martial arts. 

 I have a colleague who’s in her early fifties, and her last kid was born sixteen years ago.  She comes by my office asking me, “Have you felt the fish yet?” — which is her way of asking me if I felt the baby move yet.  Well, I guess when I see her again, I can say, “Yes… but it doesn’t feel like a fish.”

On a related note: I’m hoping to find out whether Tadpole’s a girl or boy this coming Thursday (when I have my next prenatal exam).  Most of my folks and friends hope it’s a girl.  To which I reply, “Don’t look at me — all of my eggs are X.  It’s the daddy’s job if it was slow but hardy X sperm — for a girl — that got there first, or fast but delicate Y sperm — for a boy.”

When I asked the Hubby for a comment to this statement, the Hubby replied, “I’m supposed to have a comment for that?”



About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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One Response to Is That Gas or the Baby?

  1. Kiki says:

    Awesome! Laura could not get enough of feeling Isabelle squirm around. She was almost sad to let her out!

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