My wife has been feeling the baby move for a couple of weeks now.  She’s only 14 weeks or so, but the monster in her tummy has been party rockin’ up in there as of late.  Carmen and I will take turns rubbing her belly and talking to the baby.  Usually, I give that little marmoset a stern talking to for giving her a hard day.  This pregnancy was pretty rough on her during the first trimester, but she’s starting to turn the corner and starting to feel better.

The movements have been intensifying lately according to the wife.  He or she has been jumping around in there whenever I speak.  It’s a beautiful thing.  It really does feel like we’re developing a connection already.  Carmen used to do the same thing.  I remember when wifey was in the hospital due to an elevated heartbeat.  They kept her for observation.  I raced over there after work.  When I walked into the room at the hospital I said in my best mafioso voice, hands going every which way – “What sort of trouble are youse guys starting over here?!”  Baby Carmen’s little heartbeat started to speed up again.  I had to whisper the rest of the time I was there.

Whenever my wife is laying in my lap while we watch television, I will have my hand on her belly.  She would look up at me and ask, “Did you feel that?”  Of course, my answer is “No. Sorry, babe.”  Well, finally it happened.  We were watching television.  I said something about something.  Wifey jumps and says, “Oh, wow!  That was a good one!”  A smile went across my face as I pressed my hand a little harder on her abdomen.

“You felt it?!”

“Yep.  I felt it.  Man, he’s going buck in there!”

She was so happy that I finally felt the baby move.  It was an extra special moment because it felt like I can now relate on a physical level with this child.  Before this point, it was simply an emotional connection that I felt to what seemed to be some mystical being.  This isn’t the case anymore.  I can feel him or her moving.  I now have physical proof that the little terror is there.  It feels like I just got a permission slip from the baby to start loving and thinking about him or her 24/7.  It pleases wifey, too, because she can now share what she has been feeling for weeks now.  She is no longer on an island.  We’re back to being partners in crime.

It really was magical.  It brought back some memories of when she was pregnant with Carmencita.  I feel extremely fortunate to be doing this all over again.

Do you remember the first time you felt the baby kick?