John Paul, to me: You have a tiny baby in your tummy!
Cecilia: No you don't!
Me: Yes I do.
|Yup, about that excited!|
Cecilia, running to me after John Paul gave me a hug: Da tiny baby in your tummy kicked Jesus!!! (John Paul was pretending to be Jesus...)
|Absolutely that excited!|
Cecilia, welcoming the babies to her bedroom that same day: May Cwaire and Ewizabif! Are you so excited dat Mom has a baby in her tummy???
|Does it mean we get to see Mom's belly button? Because she NEVER shows it to us!|
And in later days:
Cecilia: Mom, is da tiny baby in your tummy a girl baby?
Me: We don't know yet, Cecilia.
Cecilia: If she has wong hair, she'll be a girl baby!
Well, we're 3 for 4 with girls, and 0 for 4 with hair, so it's not looking likely...
Cecilia: Mom, why is your tummy hurting?
Me: Because there's a baby growing in my tummy.
Cecilia: In your womb.
Andrew, reading some pregnancy handouts from the OB: I think we should start writing letters to the baby (sarcasm here, sorry folks).
Me: Or start journaling. Perfect.
Cecilia: What's "to journal?"
Me: It's writing in a journal. Do you want to write a letter to the new baby?
Cecilia: No. Um, yeah! A!!!
Me: I got to hear the baby's heartbeat at the doctor's office today!
John Paul: Is there only one baby in your tummy?
Me: Yes, just one as far as we know.
Cecilia: Why not two???
Well, I suppose in her world, babies only come in twos...
Cecilia, every day: Is da baby in your tummy born yet???
Baby #5 (at least, we think it's just one...) taking over your computer screens November 2014!