Freaky!

Last night I had the strangest pregnant dad experience so far. The little Peach was really active – busy kicking and bouncing and rolling around. We weren’t really sure why, but Pregnant Mom was trying out some cocoa butter skin cream because it’s been very cold and dry lately (helps reduce stretch marks as well). She smelled delicious – like a chocolate macaroon – and we were wondering if the baby could taste or smell the lotion.

When it got time for bed Peach still hadn’t settled own, so I put my hands on her belly and was speaking to baby Peach trying to get it to calm down. It seemed to work a bit, then all of a sudden I felt a very firm and strong pressure against my index finger from within. The pressure went from the base of my finger to the fingertip and that was it. It felt exactly as if someone had run their finger firmly along mine.

I fought the urge to jump back and scream in horror. That was definitely not what you expect to feel when you put your hand on someone’s belly! Visions of various horror shows flashed through my mind and I couldn’t help but imagine that something with really long sharp teeth was just about to bite my hand. As calmly as I could I put on a fixed smile and moved my hands away.

“Hey! That was cool!” was what I told her. Big fat lie. That was freakin’ freaky!