Funny Things Kids Say About Pregnancy

Since I have been pregnant, I have found it very amusing to hear what small children think about it.

When we were in the States and I told my niece Ashlyn (2 years old) that there was a baby in my belly she always said, "I want to see." I just had to tell her that she couldn't see the baby yet, just see that my belly is getting bigger. Of course, that is one of her favorite phrases, or at least it was at the time because she said it all the time. She even tried to look under my shirt to see if she could see the baby.

My niece Claire (2 years old) didn't say too much about it, but she was probably already used to the fact that Mommy also had a baby in her tummy. She did, however, rub my tummy a couple of times.

In the summer, before I was even showing, one of the women in our congregation, Silke, told her 3 year old daughter, Giulia, that there was a baby in my tummy and to be careful when she is around me, not to run into me or hurt me in any way. She looked at me with this strange look on her face and then asked "when is the baby going to come out?" I told her it would be later in winter, after her birthday because her birthday is at the beginning of January. Later Silke told me that Giulia had been asking her when her birthday was. :)

After returning from the States with a much bigger bump than before, I have had some funny encounters with Giulia and Velony (4 years old).

We were at a fellowship singing in Oelsnitz and Andre told Velony that I had a basketball in my shirt. She looked at me thoughtfully and asked what it really was. I told her it was a baby. Then she asked me whose baby it was. I told her it was mine and Clint's baby. Then she asked me if it was a boy or a girl. I told her I didn't know yet. This seemed to satisfy her for the moment, but later we discussed again whether it was a boy or a girl and she told me she thought it was a girl. Then she asked if she could touch it so I let her rub my tummy.

Giulia asks me almost every time I see her if she can "pet" my baby. That is the literal translation for the word she uses in German. Anyway, so she usually gets in several rubs every week at church. One day she also told me that "it had gotten very fat." I'm not sure if she was just talking about my stomach or the baby. Probably the baby. :)

Then there was another day that Velony also tried to look up my shirt to see what the baby looked like. She asked again if it was a boy or a girl and I told her I still didn't know. I asked her what she thought and she told me twice that she thought it was a boy. I guess she changed her mind.

Kids are so cute, aren't they?