I am listening to hear where you are.

[moireach]

He's not a fish anymore; more like having a rabbit tucked underneath my shirt, one who decides to struggle for release every now and then. My stomach ripples and swells like something out of a TNG episode. If I have something on my belly that he doesn't like, he'll buck and push 'til I move it. All day I get these little nudges and wriggles. I

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[minim_calibre]

Oh, wow! I had somehow missed the announcement. Congratulations!

Pregnancy was such a strange, alien, hard to explain condition, with this intimate connection to a not strange stranger. (Now the result, ten years later, is splashing a huge mess in my bathroom where I can hear the disaster in progress but just can't be bothered to stop it. Ah, parenthood.)

[myr_soleil]

I loved reading this post! I don't really have anything to comment on but I felt like I needed to mention it. :)

[marrythebed]

See, I'm more generous than you - I'm going to assume your rabbit is a Magnetic Fields fan :) Bring on 69 Love Songs!

More to say, but gotta get my sleep-deprived ass to bed. If you want to meet a total stranger for some tea to discuss impending motherhood, let me know when you'll be in NYC and we can set something up! I'm a straight shooter.

[yseultdb]

I remember thinking fetus = alien the entire time that I was carrying my first child. It was a very strong feeling. I think it was because I never expected to get pregnant -- was told I couldn't get pregnant -- and so the whole experience was otherworldly. It went away at childbirth and was replaced with this wonderful endless spring of love, hope, and joy.

Congratulations, by the way.