Last night, spouse-man burst into the room where I was laying down, and goes “Hey! You’re in the second trimester now! I read about this!”
He then proceeded to press his face up against my belly and shout “You can hear me now!” And then started to sing.
I love my husband.
In other news, last Friday was officially Fetus Day. That’s right – rice-baby is now a fetus, not an embryo. Woot! (*sniff* they grow up so fast…)