Belly Kisses

My husband loves to kiss my belly and say, "I love you baby!!!" mostly during the sign of peace at church and in front of other strangers and funny times. It kind of embarrasses me, but not really. I am, I remind myself, 9 months pregnant and it's totally obvious what he is doing, not like I'm hiding something.

Other thoughts of late:

• How is this baby going to get out of my belly? (I know how it's most likely going to happen, but seriously, is this for real? Yea, I know it is, but seriously?)
• What will she look like? What will go through my mind if she's not a she, but a boy? It's been known to happen. If it does, we will have the best girl clothes any boy could ever want! Is it possible for a girl-baby to look like my husband? That is a very strange thought.
• Growing a baby is the strangest thing I've ever done. Even though I've been doing it now for 35 weeks, it is still strange. I think I'd like to do it again because strange things are also very nice at times.
• It's hard to imagine a day when I will not look pregnant. It feels kind of perminant. I'm glad it's not.
• Praying for my baby with my husband during holy hour is so sacred and sweet to me.