The other day Ana and I were sitting on the couch watching some iCarly (seriously, this show is totally addicting. If you have to watch something on Nickelodeon, pick iCarly!) and I was letting her be “Queen of the Remote.” This is usually my role in the house, but I guess I was feeling pretty generous that day. Or maybe I was just catching up on Twitter on my iPhone and didn’t care what was happening on the TV. Anyway, I digress, Ana was in charge of the remote and that is all that matters to this story. All of a sudden Ana hit the pause button (her personal favorite), turned to me and said, “Mama? I want you to have a baby in your belly.”
Totally caught off guard, I replied, “I know, sweetie. Me too.”
She looked confused and asked, “But how do you get the baby in your belly?”
Thinking on my feet, I picked an age-appropriate response and answered, “You have to try really, really hard.”
Fully accepting my explanation, she hit the play button and iCarly resumed.
A few minutes went by and Ana hit pause again. As she turned to look at me, I braced myself for whatever she was going to say. “Mama? When the baby comes out of your belly…can I hold it?”
I laughed and said, “Of course.”
A huge smile took over Ana’s face and she exclaimed, “Thanks!” then hit play and went back to watching iCarly without a second thought.
ahhh, that made me tear up a little.
i’m wishing really really hard for you!