Last evening, I was sitting in bed staring at my swollen stomach. “What’s wrong?” Matt asked, perhaps thinking I was in some sort of melancholy trance. “Nothing,” I said. “The baby is kicking and I’m just concentrating on feeling it.” Then a few moments later, I felt her again… and at the same time, I saw my stomach twitch. I got Matt’s hand on my stomach right away, and after a few moments…
“Feel that?”
And he did.
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