I visited Sabrina on Saturday morning. Just wanted to cuddle with my little baby girl before she is to busy cuddling her little baby girl. Of course, I wrapped myself around her as we relaxed on the sofa and I held her belly, hoping to get a hello from Aniken. OMG. She knew it was me and decided to dance. I am not talking about one kick, maybe two.
This little girl started moving like a ballroom dancer. Her feet fluttered and slid all over. I was SHOCKED. How can this little girl be so busy moving around. I sat there in awe, total perfection, what better way to start your weekend then to have a dance with your little girl, before she even gets here.
Now, we know a thing or two about dancing. My mom would put on records each Saturday morning and we would dance. She taught us to do the jitterbug and she would swing us around the living room like we were at a party. What fun. Naturally, when my girls were little, we had the music going constantly. My girls danced to the Grateful Dead, Motown, just about anything. We loved playing and dancing whenever we could.
So what a surprise and a blessing to have little Aniken recognize it was me and say: “Ok Noni, lets start the party.” “I want to dance with you.”
Seven weeks to go. Did I mention I can’t wait.