The countdown continues (as you can see from the graphic on the right). My wife’s belly keeps on getter bigger. It’s hard to believe that it will get even larger in the following months. But, I can’t help thinking about the scene from the movie “Alien” every time my wife sticks her stomach out. Although my wife displays her abdomen proudly as see struts around the room applying cream to prevent stretch marks, the doctors here in Japan, warn against gaining too much weight, so she is concerned about her weight. She has taken to walking to and from the train station for exercise and eating whole foods, but trying to pry sweets from her hands could result in injuries. Mainly to ME!
The topic of the babies has entered into all areas of my wife’s conversation. “It’s a sunny day today, isn’t it” I say. “I can’t wait to take the baby to the park” she replies.” I think we are out of eggs” I say. “That reminds me, the baby was kicking a lot today” she replies. “The price of gas has risen again” I say. “Oh really, my friend just had another baby” she replies. “
The other day she went to the doctor for her monthly check-up. I thought at last they could determine the sex of the baby, but the position of the baby’s feet and hands are covering the “essentials” so yet again, I we must wait another month. Boy or girl, the baby is healthy, kicking and already is the “main star” in the movie of our lives. I guess I have to settle for a strong supporting role.
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