Dear Baby B

by Esther on Sun, Feb 7th, 2010

in Letters to baby,Pregnancy by week,Week 27

I think your father felt your knee inside my belly last night.  You moved quickly away and are ever elusive with your positioning.  Sometimes, I feel high high kicks that are close to my ribs.  On those days, I can also feel what might be your 10 little fingers tickling so far down low in my belly that I feel you might stick an arm out from me and wave.  I can be pretty sure on these days that you are already in the position that will be most conducive to our comfort when I go into labor in 3 months.  BUT, there are other days when you stretch to other positions.  Laying across my belly.  Swimming around in circles.  Are you a fish?  Are you a yogi like your mom?  A runner like your dad?  Something all together completely new, unexpected, or different?  I am trying hard not to project our personalities on you; I can feel every day that you are of your own mind… but it’s hard for me to not think of  you as sharing at least a few similar interests with your parents.  I hope you won’t get too annoyed with me later in life when you strike out on your own and I tell you that you’re a part of us.  I’ll try to keep an open mind, ok?

For now, since I am able to communicate with these words, I would like to state for the record how I feel your kicking, rolling, and finger tickling will translate to your personality.  Bear with me a bit and we can have a laugh later over how very wrong or very right I may be.

For now, you seem to like it when I pat you through my belly.  Maybe it calms you down.  Maybe it reminds you that there are two of us in here.  When I stop before you are ready for me to be done, you kick and roll to let me know that we haven’t yet finished bonding.  I feel like this is an indication of what’s to come when you’re here, on the outside of me, and we get to spend hours during your beginning – communicating through my pats and your kicks, coos and shouts.  I’m appreciating the early training we have now while certainly looking forward to all the the fun we’ll get to have later.  I think you might be a little like me, needing to know that someone is always there to love you and pet you.

The quality, consistency, and timing of your motion tells me that you’ve got a persistent character, but that you’re not too forceful.  You don’t move suddenly.  You build up and roll down.  You tickle rather than jerk.  You are a fluid little fish inside me.  Sometimes I poke you and you poke me back, playfully.  Sweetly.  I never feel as if you’re uncomfortable or unhappy.  I venture to hope that you have the Benson family positivity streak… goodness knows that’ll be useful to you in this house.

This is all I know about who you are, for now.  And I realize that it’s all speculation.  I reserve the right to change my opinion of you at any time.  You can reserve the right to tell me that I’m wrong anytime, too.  Just please, be as gentle as you are now.  I already love you too much to fight.

Love,

your Mum

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