I can sense a heightened excitement in my husband as he prepares for the DAY. He’s not a mass of emotions neither is he a cold, lock-it-all-in statue. There’s a wonderful mix of father-husbandness I can see emerge out of that fun-loving exterior that I’m so used to.
He enjoys establishing ‘contact’ with his baby. The baby gets smothered with kisses, first thing in the morning and as a good night wish.
He loves to feel the baby’s bumps. He enjoys the kicking and thinks it’s his child’s way of getting through to him.
Strangely, I’ve also noticed that once, my husband comes back from work and we begin our usual ‘exchange for the day’, there’s sudden movement within me. I can almost say that Baby Reuel recognizes his dad’s voice through all those layers of tissues and blood vessels.
Well, we’ll have to wait for science to prove it some day.
Picture credit: pbskids.org
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