Last night while trying to get my brain to shut off, I laid in bed finishing my book. Chad was watching the last of the Saints v Falcons game on TV. The little one in the belly decided that was a good time to start doing cart wheels and somersaults. I wasn’t sure if Chad would be able to feel her moving yet, but thought I’d ask anyway. He put his hand on my belly and in a matter of seconds his eyes went really wide. “What is she doing in there?”
“Not sure, but apparently it’s not bed time.” I’m sure she was restless from the flight back to ATL and the car ride home, we didn’t get to move around as much as the flight to WA. Or maybe it was the blackened chicken salad I had for dinner?
Then he pulls his hand away and starts flopping around on the bed like a fish, legs and arms going every which direction. “Feels like she’s doing this,” he says with grunting breaths.
All I could do was laugh. One thing is for sure, this little girl will have one heck of a silly side and a great sense of humor.
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HA! I finally figured out how to post replies to your blog.
ReplyDeleteYou did some major gymnastics prebirth too! I guess this is another one of those "what goes around, comes around" type things.
ReplyDeleteSee you in a couple days!