I poked his stomach a few times and said, "Well…I wouldn't say that…you are getting a bit of a belly on you…" I giggled and Mark grabbed my finger and bit it…and said, "That's what happens when my wife is pregnant…she gets hungry and eats…I get hungry and eat with her." I said, "Yea…but see I used to be able to out eat you…you by passed me a while ago…" Mark said, "Just sympathy hungry pains is all…" I said, "Sure they are…You're like Glenn…you guys are both bottomless pits…and he's starting to get a belly too…like yours."
I poked his stomach again and he said, "Watch it little girl." I was laughing and said, "Yea…but yours looks so much sexier." Mark said, "Oh...don't give me that little seductive look you've got…you know full well I can't do anything to you in this hospital bed…you just wait until I get to physical therapy…you're going to be in a world of trouble then woman!…I will tear your ass up." I was laughing so hard…
Since Mark couldn't lay on his left hip…he rolled over on his right one facing me and opened the blankets to the bed and I climbed in with him…because of him being so big…the hospital found a bigger bed for him…I laid on my back and Mark did the usual…lifted my shirt and started rubbing my ever present belly…I said, "Oh thank god."
Mark laughed and said, "Problem?" I said, "Slightly…As you would put it…he's been so active since you've been in here…I mean it hurts…he knew something was wrong when he didn't get his nightly rub down from you…so he started kicking the shit out of me…his foot got stuck between my ribs a couple of times…and believe me if I had any money buried in a mayo jar in the backyard…I would have told everyone where it was…"
Mark laid there laughing at me…I smacked his hand and said, "That's not funny…it hurt." Mark said, "Well…I'm sorry I wasn't around to keep him calm…I'm not going anywhere now…so just relax and rest…I know you're tired…you look it..." I smiled and relaxed under Mark's soft touch…as soon as Mark's hand made contact with my belly…the baby instantly calmed…I fell asleep…the nurse came in and changed Mark's IV bag…and she whispered, "This must be Mrs. Callaway, you've been telling us about…" Mark said, "Yea…she's a little tired." The nurse said, "Perfectly understandable…is she going to stay with you tonight, because we can move a cot in here for her."
Mark said, "Yea, she's staying…but I'll tell you right now…she won't use the cot…she's stubborn like me…she'll probably just stay in here with me." She said, "You're both comfortable like that?" Mark said, "Yea…were comfortable as long as we are touching…besides…the minute I take my hand off her belly when she's sleeping…the baby gets a little relentless with kicking her…he's extremely active." The nurse giggled a little and said, "So you know it's a boy?"
Mark said, "Nah…just hoping…we want to be surprised…but ever since she was 8 weeks, I've been referring to it as a boy…she says it's going to be my undoing when she has the baby and shocks me by having a girl…" Nurse said, "Well…keep your fingers crossed…If you need anything Mark…I'll be right out at the station." Mark nodded and said, "Thanks Theresa."
Mark took his hand off my stomach for about 3 minutes, to scratch his hip…which was a good sign he was healing faster…My eyes shot open and I sat up fast…holding my side closest to Mark…and he said, "Samantha…what?" I didn't even have time to cry, the tears just slid down my cheeks…I was rubbing my ribcage trying to get the babies foot dislodged…I said, "His foot is in my rib cage again." Mark said, "Lay back and show me where it is."
I laid back and took his hand and rubbed it again the little foot…Mark said, "Jesus…baby I'm sorry I laughed earlier…that has to hurt like a mother fucker." I said, "Yea…pretty much…" Mark rubbed until it was dislodged…but continued to rub until I fell asleep again…and soon sleep over too him also.