... Or parenthood from the male perspective.

... Or parenthood from the male perspective.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Week 24 Day 7

   It’s been a busy 3 weeks so sorry for the delay.  I hope I don’t miss big chunks of my child growing up like I’ve been missing big chunks of days between posts.
   My partner was gone for two weeks earlier this month on two different business trips and I spent 50-60 hours at work last week.  I imagine this will be much more difficult to navigate when a little one jumps to the top of our priority list.
   On an awesome note, the baby’s heartbeat is very audible.  Not only can we hear it with the fetoscope that our midwife left us, but I’ve been able to hear it by forming an airtight seal with my ear on her belly.  I can just hear it: dum dum dum dum dum right next to my wife’s ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum.  It takes my breath away every time.  It’s remarkably fast.  In my wife’s words: “It’s like a techno dance beat.  It’s so fast and strong!”  This filled my head with images of the little one with Daft Punk helmet in front of a DJ station rockin it.  Yeah.  That’s not weird at all.
   As she leaves for work this morning, I give the bump a little squeeze earning me a scolding because apparently I get it all riled up and then she has to deal with it for the next few hours.  I figure it will all come back to me once the baby is born.  Doesn’t make me any less of an ass today, though.

2 comments:

  1. Where's the damn subscribe button? Also, have you read "A Thinking Woman's Guide to a Better Birth" by Henci Goer? Get it.

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  2. Subscribe away. Just added it to the top left.
    Thanks for the book recommendation. I'll check it out.

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