An interesting thing happened the other night.
Debbie’s stomach moved without her involvement. And then it moved again.
Little Flump is already strong enough to have her kicks be noted from the outside which we’re both amazed at. It doesn’t seem that long ago that we were starting at a 6 week old dot on a monitor when we had our first scan and now there’s a tiny human kicking and punching her mother’s uterus.
Even better, we are starting to play a game. We wait for Flump to kick or punch and then we dig in gently where she hit. A few seconds later she rewards us with another kick. It’s like our first real communication with her. She rapidly bores of the game and Debbie’s stomach is still once more.
Sequestered in her amniotic world, she has no idea the joy she brings to us with these simple acts.