Punches,Kicks and Swirls.....I am not raving about a karate class here.
It is motherhood time !!!
It is a pure blissful experience to tangibly feel the presence of the baby inside me. Right from the day of pregnancy incidence, I could not wait to feel him inside me (not very patient huh??). These movements give me tons and tons of assurance everyday that he s doing fine.
There seems to be an invisible bond between the baby and me. I realize that he too is experiencing all of my feelings. Those kicks are so pleasing when I am quite happy and delightful , so discomforting when I am moody and down. Maybe he is another half of me and my thoughts. I cant but get attached to him in an ethereal way.....
Another observation is, he likes ARR more than Illayaraja
very interesting he he he .....
