Thursday, April 28, 2011

tummy baby

Or baby in your tummy, is the two ways butterfly refers to baby 3. If you ask her if the baby is a brother or sister, she will tell you brother. If you ask if baby is a boy or girl, she will tell you girl. And more often than not, her name is belle. Sometimes lizard.

She occasionally tries to peek under my shirt to see the baby. It doesn't work of course but she did point out someone scribbled on my tummy (I have a ridiculous amount of stretch marks from my pregnancy with her). She also asks if she can hold the baby and I have to remind her the baby has to get bigger and come out before she can see or hold the baby. Of course then she asked how the baby gets out. Fortunately she was willing to accept my simple explanation that the doctor will help the baby come out.

Her new favorite is trying to feel the baby kick but has been unsuccessful so far. So instead she just puts her tiny hands on my round belly and sings to the baby.

Ladybug seems to not notice baby 3. But baby 3 knows her. When I cuddle Ladybug in my lap, I can feel baby 3 move closer to her.

We are almost halfway! And based on how big I am already, yikes.
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