The extent of my holiday weekend pretty much consisted of sleeping, eating and watching movies. Just keeping up with the doctors orders, of course. But along with all the eating was much talk of all things baby. Natch. Particularly entertaining were the conversations with my niece and nephew.
Hayden, who is four years old, was very excited that I was going to have a baby. He is just reaching that age where he started hassling his mother for one and she (or rather her husband) is no longer able. So you could say he was a little excited. We had the following conversation:
Hayden: Aunt Carrie. When you have the baby, it can come over, right?
Me: Sure.
Hayden: And I can watch it? And play with it?
Me: Of course.
Hayden: But…not if it’s wild. Cause I don’t want the baby to be wild.
Hayden was also showing me an adorable clock he made at his Kindergarten orientation. It was made out of a paper plate and pipe cleaners with a little mouse dangling off the clock face. He proceeded to sing Hickory Dickory Dock and show me the mouse moving along the clock when all of a sudden he stopped dead.
Hayden: Should I give this to you? For the BABY?
Me: Why don’t you keep it and then you can teach the baby how to sing that song.
Hayden: Ok. That sounds like a good idea.
My niece, Emily, on the other hand is nine years old. She was excited for the baby in that shrill way that only a pre-teen girl can be: giggly and squealy. My sister insisted on checking her midwives chart the second I told her I was pregnant to see if I would be having a boy or a girl. Upon declaring that based on my age and the due date, I would be having a boy, Emily stated, “Check again, Mom. Aunt Carrie is supposed to have a GIRL.” So I was not at all surprised by this conversation:
Emily, dejectedly, to my stomach: Hello in there little boy.
Me: You know, your mom might be wrong. It could be a girl.
Emily, perking up: Really?
Me: Sure! So just keep thinking “GIRL” and we just might get one.
Emily, to my stomach: You ARE gonna be a girl, aren’t you? And what a good little girl you are gonna be!
That is the cutest thing ever…………..I love the perception of young children, it is untainted and purely from the heart. That totally made me smile……….
I too think it’s a girl. I’m a little psychic, you know. Or is that psycho?
Soooo cute! I love that Emily wants it to be a girl, that’s too funny. So we’ll see if your sister’s chart is right. We should see if it worked for my pregnancies…if it predicted the kids correctly. I can’t wait to find out what it actually is!! Squeal! 😉