Oh destiny! Don't worry! He doesn't have any short or long term memory yet, so when you play with him, its new everytime! He doesn't remember what you did last time, and he doesn't even know that you're his mother! No you aren't a bad mother!

Aw! Don't think that way...
You have plenty of time to interact with your baby, you are only 5 months girl. Honestly, I ignored my baby for 8 months of my pregnancy and she didn't even notice it...

Trust me, the child doesn't kno a difference hun!

Thanks erin. That is reassuring.

Truly huni! He doesn't know the difference yet~ you are not a bad mother at all! You are doing good! He doesn't remember wether you did it before or not. He's excited when you do..... But ok when you don't! You aree doing fine huni!
Love,
chanda

Thanks ya'll. Lately, I have been kind of depressed, chanda. I am about to cry again, and I don't even know why. I need a vacation from life. I have to listen to jonathan (sr.), whinning and throwing fits in my ear all day. I have to deal with my mothers pissy ass attitude whenever she decides to come home. And nobody cares about me. I mean it's not like I am struggling in my pregnancy, right now. To tell you the truth, this is the best part of my pregnany. And little jonathan, is the only person who can make me smile, he daddy surely isn't worried about it.

If I haven't said the before jonathan (sr.), is a big baby. He is the only child, which makes him think the world revolves around him. When I tell him what to do he tells me, that I am not his mother. Ohh, but when he is sick, or want me to scarch his head it's "please, my mam would do it". I guess he thinks I want to be his mother, but he is oh so wrong. And, he also likes to make up issues, and problems to have. Jonathan is the only child as I mentioned before, and everyone basically comes running, when he says. He is well taken care of, and he isn't he one doing it. So, he feels that since he doesn't have real problems, he has to make problems for himself. I won't get in to that much, b/c i'll be typing all day. But he is really pissing me off! He is jealous of his own son. I went out the other day to lunch, by myself. And then I took a trip to the mall. I bough little jonathan two little outfits. Then I went to the baby shoe store, and I was looking at baby shoes. I made the mistake of calling jonathan, and I told him where I was, and what I was doing. He said, " okay, you are buying him shoes, but he can't whee them yet, and when he gets here he will have no use for them, but I have a use for shoes", like I said he is a big baby, jonathan does not work ,but believe me his has more than enough to get his own shoes, but again I am supposed to be his mother. I love him, but as of now I am cutting himoff. Today I told him, that if he needs to talk to me ,to write me a letter, b/c I refuse to answer the phone. I may talk to him in a month or so, if I feel like it. I am so stupid, b/c I know i'll call his phone from the computer. Not to talk, but just to make sure he is still breathing.

Around 4 months your baby starts to recognise tones in your voice (not actually what you say but sounds), he hears these and is comforted because they are familar and "good" so he will wiggle and kick or move, let him hear your voice so he becomes more and more familiar with the sounds for when he is born.

Doesn't matter how busy you are spend 10mins or so on "me" time each day, listen to your fave song, put on a face mask, deep condition your hair, have a mini pedicure, anything.

Thanks, kia.

He just wants out!! He wants to see mommy's face!!!

Yea, I think he is trying to break out sometimes too. Yesterday I could have sworn that he was trying to push down on my cervix. And some times it feels like he is using his fingers to try to scrach his way out.

Ouch

I think its adorable that you two play games like that. When I was pregnant..I would lay in bed and before I went to sleep I would sit there and rub him and talk about everything...It was a one way conversation but I knew he was listening. We would talk about the day we would meet....How he might look..My day..And everything. He was my little diary at times.