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My wife has had difficulty sleeping, a side-effect of the pregnancy. She finds being read to a good transition, drifting off after ten to fifteen minutes. We started earlier in the process with The Phantom Tollbooth.

Having finished that a few weeks ago, we were a bit stumped for a sequel. The Dot and The Line was all of one evening. She'd pulled Charlotte's Web based on the number of different voices I'd be doing, but we dawdled and instead she found a book I'd bought her on vacation, The Thirteen and a Half Lives of Captain Bluebear.

One blurb on the back of the book compares it to J.K. Rowling on Ecstasy. Another mentions Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Both of these are pretty apt. We're only about 1/3 of the way through, but the author's imagination has a decidedly bizarre bent. The basic premise is that this is the autobiography of a Bluebear raised by, variously, mini-pirates, hobgoblins, and a myopic pterodactyl. As Bluebears have 27 lives, this is his midlife story.

The book itself is interesting, but it's really a sidelight. for me the big plus...well...

My wife has been feeling the kid kick and flip around for a month or so, and she's been trying to get me to feel this from the outside. I might have felt a kick. It's hard to say. So she feels bad, as if she's hogging the experience of the kid. I'm okay with it. I figure I can spend time with him when he's not in a uterus.

But the cool thing here is that, inevitably, when I'm reading out loud the kid gets active. For me, that beats feeling him kick any day. I don't know that this is a reaction to my voice, but it seems that way and the timing is right. So really, being recognized by the kid, or at the least feeling like that is happening, is more important to me than feeling the kicks. That'll happen. But this is interaction. This is cool.

Date: 2008-11-08 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] snooks.livejournal.com
My youngest sister and I had a similar relationship. I'd talk to her through my mom's belly and she'd whirl around, or tap in my direction. It was, at risk of damaging my curmudgeonly reputation beyond repair, thrilling to have a connection like that.

So, based on personal experience, invention, whatever, I support your hypothesis. The boy likes his daddy.

Date: 2008-11-10 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shigella.livejournal.com
M used to lay on my belly and speak so Malie could hear him in utero. Right after Malie was born, M was speaking to me and her eyes got wide and she snapped her head around to look in his direction. She recognized his voice immediately.

To this day, he is the one she calls first when she wakes up. "Daaaadddeeee!" It's pretty awesome.

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