Finally it’s out in the open. My friend C is having a baby in a few months. A white one from her British husband, just for the record. The picture is just an illustration and they are the beauties I saw on the beach last Saturday.A few weeks ago I had the huge privilege to accompany C while the doctor was putting some scary ultrasound thing inside her to check out the little shrimp. It moved it’s little arms and legs, like it was dancing a little dance. And I was speechless. Suddenly I got it. Why women take a million pictures when it’s born. Why they change their facebook profile picture in a picture of their baby. Why it’s all they talk about. And all other somewhat bit annoying symptoms of newly mothers. It’s all because it is freaking amazing.
By now the little shrimp is actually not even a big gamba anymore. It’s a little boy. Most likely. And he is as big as a large orange. How amazing is that?!
