While Sabrina was blissfully asleep (blissful for me, I mean), I was feeling the new baby kick inside me and loving him! It was weird. I haven't really felt the bonding stuff that some pregnant women say they feel until today. In fact, I've felt that I can never love Baby as much as I do Sabrina. I think I've changed my mind. It doesn't even feel disloyal to think I might love him as much, which it did before!
I have even felt sorry for Sabrina that she would have to share me and not be the center of my universe (all the time) (at least to share it with Zane. As everyone knows, husbands and children can share the Bright Center of the Universe. Besides, it's not like Zane is not TOTALLY wrapped around her Tiny littlest finger). But then I thought about how sad life is for only children. You need a brother or sister to play with, torment, and be tormented in your turn. Ah, childhood.