Well, then a few things happened. First, I went about six days without feeling so much as a single tap from deuce, and it made me really nervous. What if something had happened? The thought of losing this baby resulted in my crying myself to sleep one night.
And then almost as if on cue, I felt him/her the next morning. He hasn't let up since. I think he (why do I keep thinking he?) wanted me to know that he's okay.
That it is all going to be okay.
Then I received my diaper cake, which I am
Lastly, Carina has had some really funny personality quirks emerge in the last few weeks. She cracks me up all.the.time. Watching her personality develop has been one of the most special and rewarding experiences of my life. And soon? I'll get to experience that all over again with a completely different person.
What will this baby be like? Will he/she have a hilarious sense of humor like she does? (e.g. will she giggle and shout "poo poo!" when M breaks heinous wind?) Will he look like M? Will he be type-A like me?
I don't know. But what I do know? I can't wait to find out.