Ghost topped the freshly baked cupcakes with pink icing. “Ghost, stop, that’s too much!” You laughed as your 3-year-old giggled along with you.    “You can never have too much icing, sweetheart.” He grinned.   “You can; my mom once did cupcakes for my school fair; I didn’t end up winning.” You say laughing. “And how many decades ago was that, love?” He says    As you swallowed your first bite of the overfilled cupcake, you felt the baby kick in your stomach for the first time.    “Looks like she’s enjoying it too.” You run your hand over your stomach as Ghost places his on the side.