As in the past, Friday the 13th has been a great day. My in-laws started spoiling the baby today. They bought a crib, play yard, stroller, carseat, and mattress for the baby today. And my husband and I got to pick out the ones we wanted.
Then, as we’re laying in bed, reading our books, I felt some pretty strong kicks from our 18 week baby. So I put my husband’s hand on my belly and he felt the tiny kick for the very first time! I’ve felt the baby for about two weeks already, but it was never strong enough to feel on the outside, only from within. So my husband wore the biggest smile when he finally felt the first kick.
Happy Friday the 13th y’all! It’s funny how superstitious some people are. They will go through this entire day looking over their shoulder, waiting for something bad to happen to them. Not me. I was born on Saturday, Sept. 14th at 12:42am. While my mom was always relieved that I was not a Friday 13 baby, the date has never bothered me. In fact, it has actually brought me good luck over the years. I’m looking forward to today and the good luck it will bring me, but for those who are still a little apprehensive about the day, here’s one of my Halloween pieces from last year, just for you. 🙂 Enjoy.