Hey, Baby

   My belly moves a little bit and at first I don't notice. The second wiggle catches my attention, though, and I think, 

"Hey, baby."

It's a weird, surreal, and unexplainable feeling to know that something, someONE, is inside you... growing, with no effort on your behalf. Your body just does it. Somehow, it knows exactly what to do.

Pregnancy could be better - at least for me. It could be worse too, I guess, but I'm just saying. It's not my favorite thing in the world to always feel... off. To always feel sick or tired or sore. The list of challenges could go on, unfortunately. But, you know what I do like about pregnancy? That I've got this little, tiny, itty-bitty friend with me at all times, keeping me company. 
Everything I do, WE do. Every song I listen to, WE listen to. Together. Whether they like it or not. Ha.
I like that idea.
I like the idea that I will always be my baby's first friend. Their first bond. The first voice that they hear. And maybe, just maybe, if the feeling is mutual... their first love.

I feel another kick just as that thought comes to a close and know exactly what it means..., and this time I say out loud,

"I love you, too."

~Sadie Nicole~




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