The Kick

The reality of becoming a father took hold today. Karen and I were lounging on the couches, watching some TV, and the little guy was just having a party in Karen's belly. Really, it was like he was doing martial arts. Karen told me that he had been kicking, and that I might be able to feel it from the outside. So she pointed to where she had been feeling the kicks, and I skeptically held my hand there for a few seconds, when BAM--he threw a jab right into my hand. I really couldn't believe what I was feeling. It was a very special moment. It's fun to imagine the little baby in there, waving his arms and legs all around, twisting and turning, as he grows.