The boys and I often chat about my experience of having been pregnant with each of them, as well as the stories of their births and the first few days of their lives. We all really enjoy these talks and never tire of them. Some of the stories are so familiar that the boys now participate in the storytelling, vividly recounting bits and pieces; sometimes as if they were actual memories.
Today we spent a lot of time recounting and remembering how Sammy spent most of his time in utero curled up in a tight ball (right near mommy's heart), barely moving (especially once we hit 30 weeks). We always laugh about how Sammy still didn't seem to want to stretch out once he was born. We had to sort of peel his arms and legs away from his body to change his diaper. Sammy, our little Ball of Baby.
Today Jack said, "Remember Sam, you were like a little ball when you came out of mom?"
And Sam responded "It's like I was a little gift".
Indeed.
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