For weeks I’ve been desperately trying to make contact with my baby…but at just 21 weeks old (and still encased within my pregnant wife’s now sizeable belly), this mission is proving rather more difficult than I originally expected.
Sure, I can talk to it, sing to it, even occasionally prod it, in search of a reaction. But as yet, the conversation (and poking) has been wholly one sided.
I’ve even desperately taken to pressing my cheek against my wife’s tummy to listen for some sign of life, convincing myself that her natural stomach grumbling and gurgling might just be the baby equivalent of whale song. Never have I wanted to be kicked in the face more…
Not helping my struggle, has been my lucky wife’s regular dialogue with our unborn babe.
With her motherly instincts now in full swing, she constantly communicates with our little one, comforting it with a gentle rub or soothing word when it’s restless and kicking, or telling it off every time it headbutts her bladder or punches her in the ribs. Their connection is so deep, so strong and so entirely internal, that I’m feeling decidedly left out.
But this week, everything changed, as our little ninja reached out (or rather lashed out) and made contact with me for the first time.
After weeks of small scale kicks that only the mum-to-be could feel, it’s wriggling and writhing can now be felt (to my huge excitement) from the outside too (if I’m lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time).
Sure, the ultrasound appointments, where you get to see your little one on screen, are very special in their own right. But as an expectant dad in waiting, nothing can match that first direct contact with your future son or daughter.
With every kick, your mind races into the future, as you picture every foot stomp, every garden kick about, every ballet class and every rugby match that you’ll experience as a father in the years to come.
And with kicks as powerful as those, who knows, we may just have a future Jonny Wilkinson on the way…
Just 18 weeks and 2 days left to go!
When did your little one first make contact with the outside world during pregnancy? What did you find more emotional; the first ultrasound or first kick?! As always, we’d love to hear from you, so please do share your stories with the group via the comments section below.