index | archives | notes Tuesday, Jan. 12, 2021 9:44 a.m. << [ Daughter Two ] >> We lay in bed, morning light through the curtains turns the room blue. I ask, "Do you want to feel the baby?" He nods. Hand on my stomach he feels her kick, push, kick. I tell him I can't wait for her to be big enough that they can play through my belly. Her pushing. Him pushing back. Her pushing again. "You got daughter," I say. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org