Michael's Shorter End of the Stick

Last night, after the kids were in bed, Michael and I were spending some time together. The baby was kicking and moving around a lot (a common occurrence - he runs around in my tummy while I try to rest or sleep). I reached out for Michael’s hand and placed it on my tummy. Sometimes I forget that maybe Michael is getting the shorter end of the stick when dealing with the loss of this baby. Every day I get to feel the baby move and I think of him often and Michael does not get to feel the baby move or kick. I could tell as his hand laid on my tummy that this was really hard for him. A thoughtful sorrow enveloped his emotion as he continued to feel our baby move inside my tummy. It is now only a few weeks until we get to hopefully hold our baby, but also only a few weeks away until the baby stops moving, stops growing, stops living. It is difficult for me to witness my husband, a father, deal with the fact that he only has a few more weeks to feel the movements and enjoy his baby son before he is taken from us.