Thursday, August 7, 2008
Last night, I kept rolling over to my back, a big no-no at this point in pregnancy, so my husband rolled me up against him where I could lean on him. And he put his hand on my belly....about the time the baby started doing gymnastics or whatever she was doing. Maybe she knows the olympics are next week. He thought it was funny and would poke at her and she would poke back. Remember this is somewhere in the vicinity of 2 am. It was cute, but when he got tired, he moved his hand...meanwhile she is still playing. Needless to say, she wasn't the only one awake!