I'll miss his kicks late into the night and early in the morning. I think he really responds to chocolate (like all the other men in this house!).
I'll miss the roundness of a belly that won't let me fit into booths anymore, that houses and protects one of the people most sacred to me in the world.
I'll miss hearing his heartbeat on the doppler like I have every month he's existed.
I'll miss how he reminds me of his presence when I sit or lay down with friendly kicks and jabs.
I'll miss how my belly rolls with his movement, like a wave in the ocean.
I'll miss the way Griffin leans his head on my belly at night, talking
to his brother. I'm sure I'll even miss the way he bumps into my belly (which is at just the perfect height for him to accidentally head but when we're both standing up...ouch).
I'll miss the way food ends up on my belly instead of the floor. The dogs
will be thrilled to find more floor food, however.
I'll even miss how strangers touch my belly and how it gets in the way of good hugs these days
(I call them long distance hugs now).
I'll miss the way he's extra portable now - easy to move, easy to feed, no need to change. The lowest maintenance baby EVER!
I'll even miss the way I have to flip his belly over at night so it can flip with the rest of my body
or the contractions that keep me up at night.
I'm so excited to meet our new son but it's always hard to close a chapter in one's life, especially one as sweet and precious as this.