So this weekend was emotional, my Gramma passed away quietly in her house with all of us there Sat...her funeral was yesterday and it was ok...she was ready to go. It all gets a bit compounded with hormones.
That being said, Sunday I was laying on the bed and DH had his hand on my belly, then it felt like he was REALLY pressing on it hard and im like WTF are you doing? I felt his hand and it wasnt him, it was her pressing up against his hand. Any time he moved his hand to a different location she would travel till she found it and snuggled up to his hand again. When he told her he loved her she would move and kick.
It was so damn sweet, and it really helped me get my brain back up and in the right spot again. I've got one amazing child and an even more amazing husband.
That being said, Sunday I was laying on the bed and DH had his hand on my belly, then it felt like he was REALLY pressing on it hard and im like WTF are you doing? I felt his hand and it wasnt him, it was her pressing up against his hand. Any time he moved his hand to a different location she would travel till she found it and snuggled up to his hand again. When he told her he loved her she would move and kick.
It was so damn sweet, and it really helped me get my brain back up and in the right spot again. I've got one amazing child and an even more amazing husband.
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