I was sitting in bed last night reading, when a barrage of rapid kicks, punches, twists and turns caught my attention. I’m not sure if baby was training for Bobcat’s Football or trying to imitate the Tazmanian Devil, but his movements were the strongest and most constant I’ve felt so far. I decided to investigate and lifted my shirt over my belly. At the next movement, I looked down and saw my belly make a wave like motion; rising and falling. It wasn’t my breathing; it was baby making himself know to the outside world. I just sat there in amazement, watching the little somersaults and flailing feet as he explored his cozy environment. It was bizarre watching my belly move involuntarily, yet exciting to ponder the fact that a new soul is thriving inside of me and experimenting with his own new developments and growth.
I called Ryan in to catch a glimpse of the activity, but to no avail. Maybe baby was soothed by dad’s voice or was just being a shy little bugger. I’m not worried though, Ryan’s got a few more months to catch him in the act!
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That part of pregnancy is so awesome! I used to put the remote on my big belly, and watch as it wobbled back and forth with baby's movements...
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