It's an absolutely astounding feeling to run my hands over Ibs' tummy knowing that just beneath the surface, just a few centimeters away, our precious little bundle of love is sitting, safe and snug inside her womb.
We mostly refer to Little One as 'he' as Ibs' intuition is pretty confident it's a boy. We're talking to him even more now, especially since, according to Dr Stoppard's book, from week 20, he can hear our voices and sounds from outside the uterus and can respond to melody and rhythm.
So definantly lots of talking to, from now on, watching our language and playing a very careful selection of music.
I'm playing the Sigur Ros album 'Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust' a lot, knowing it's perfect, gentle and tender music for Little One to hear. Ibs was playing him Nina Simone when I got home tonight and yesterday I downloaded David Bowie's 'Peter and the Wolfe'. I can't wait to play the Little One Carl Orff's 'Music for Kinder'.
We're planning to put together a playlist of all our favourite music, for Ibs' ipod so Little One will get used to the music that's most important in our lives.
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