Chelsea Kaplan’s Musings About Life... After Birth

Even though everything I have read says that my 2 year-old son is a bit too young to understand the fact that I am pregnant, my husband seems hell-bent on introducing him to the concept.

“Mommy has a baby in her tummy,” he said tonight as we all ate dinner together. “Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?”

“Boy,” he replied.

Maybe he does understand?

“Is Mommy a boy or a girl?” I asked.

“Boy,” he replied.

Maybe not.

“Mommy has a baby in her tummy!” my husband repeated.

My son took a minute to let this sink in. “Wanna see it!” he demanded.

My husband and I broke out in laughter.

“You can’t see it until March, honey, ” I said.

“Wanna see it! Wanna SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!”

“It’s growing inside Mommy’s tummy, ” I said. Tummy, uterus, same thing.

“Mommy has a baby inside her tummy,” my husband repeated.

“A baby,” I said.

“It’s growing,” my son added.

He’s getting there…..