After 21 weeks of trying to let Mummy feel my existence, I finally did it today!!!
Mummy was lying at the sofa, catching up on her soap opera when I thought that it was time for some snacks. So I mustered up all my strength and start to kick at Mummy's tummy.
Initially, Mummy thought that she must be imagining things and totally ignored me. I got so frustrated that I gave the hardest kick I could manage. And guess what?? Mummy
saw my kick!
She started to yell for Daddy (who was in the room playing some games on his iPad) but by the time Daddy came out, I was already exhausted from my earlier efforts trying to get Mummy's attention.
Too bad for Daddy - he had his hand on Mummy's tummy for at least 10 minutes, hoping to feel my kick but I was just too tired to continue! Perhaps thinking that I was playing hard to get, Daddy went back to the room to continue with his game. In actual fact, I was catching my breath and ready to give a few more kicks to demand for my food!
So when Mummy felt my desperate kicks, she yelled for Daddy again and this time, Daddy came out in rocket speed! He couldn't recognize my kicks like Mummy did though and it took him quite a while before he realized that the light tapping he felt was actually me!
By then, I had decided that the snacks weren't really worth my efforts and I was much better off curling in a corner of Mummy's tummy and getting my "hunk" sleep. (O.O) I'll get my snacks some other day!