“I think she’ll be a fighter, like her Mom,” he cooed, leaning down and kissing her belly before laying his head gently on it. “Neutral is good. Once we officially know, I’ll probably buy all of the cute outfits I see at the store.” Ray grinned before grimacing and sitting back up.

“Our child just kicked me. In the head,” he chuckled, putting his hand where his head just was and leaning close. “Hey little one, you should know you just kicked your dad in the head. This behavior simply can’t continue,” he said in a light tone, laughing along the way. 

“Geez, you child hasn’t even left the womb and I’ve just gave them a talking to on kicking people. Am I going to be a terrible Dad?” Ray switched the conversation quickly, sitting back up and looking at Amelia. “What if I’m a bad dad?”