We have just about 3 weeks left and Clumpo’s activeness has increased a lot recently. Clumpo has his head pointed down towards Yuki’s pelvis, and his knees and legs are able to fire upwards towards the top of her belly. The movements still seem random, but I tap on what I presume to be his feetsies whenever he flexes what will be magnificent leg muscles.
At my new job with the multinational which keeps buying up tons of companies, I am innundated with Japanese on a daily basis and it really leaves me tired by the end of each day. I am a bit nervous how things are going to work out once Clumps makes his debut and decides to grace us with alternating hours of crying, sleeping, pooping, and feeding. Things are going to be crazy for a while, but supposedly it is traditional in Japan for the mom to spend a month at her parent’s house. This will help alleviate things as I go to visit on weekends (and possible on Tuesdays, since my work schedule is shifted an hour and 30 minutes early to participate in “asakai”; the morning meeting where the CEO talks to the entire company about how his ego is doing that week).
I have confidence that I will be a good father, but I am truly afraid of a creature that cannot reciprocate affection. I haven’t been face to face with Clumpo yet, but I have manifested a sort of personality based on his kicks and wiggles. I have already mentally prepared myself for a crying pink potato that will be oblivious to how much I care for it.
…Thoughts like this really makes you appreciate what your parents went through to raise you, huh?

Also, I am going to make some sort of announcement on April 1st on Facebook just to fuck with people. April Fools?

Also also, we may have a name picked out. Get hype.