A Belly Rub for Love
I’m five months pregnant. My husband spent a half hour rubbing my belly and my back. It was a wonderful day to start a Sunday. Phu told the belly that he, the baby-to-be has to be taller than him. Time will tell. We don’t have a baby name chosen yet, but in the Jewish tradition, the baby is named after a deceased relative. We will most likely name the baby after my father or mother. That narrows our choice to either starting with an “R” for Rosalie or an “I” for Israel. Phu, coming from Vietnam originally, has a hard time pronouncing some names, like Ian. Funny enough, the letter “I” is not used much in Vietnamese.
