S turns 6 in about an hour.
When I entered my last trimester of pregnancy with her, she started lifting textbooks off my belly. I had taken a Spanish and Greek class during that period of my pregnancy, seizing the time as my final opportunity to indulge myself academically. In the evenings, my husband and I would watch her unborn feet rub against the textbooks perched on my belly and marvel at how the books would undulate up and down like a wave. Who knew that an unborn fetus could exert so much power in the world? She really was a testament to the humanity of babies in the womb. And now, when we cuddle on the couch, she still rubs her feet against me just like in the days of her gestation. Some things never change.
I love you, S! I thank God for you.
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