Our baby is quite active and he can kick (or punch) with the best of them. I think he will grow up to be a soccer player.… maybe the next Beckham. Well, yesterday he was very active. He woke up with me in the morning, fell back asleep and then once I got to work, started going crazy. He was moving on the right side, the left side, behind my belly button, down low. He was all over the place. I had on a loose fitting dress and could see my belly bouncing from my peripheral vision. I love it! So, I texted his daddy and told him his little boy was moving all around (Kevin loves knowing when he’s awake and moving). A few flips and turns and bumps and pushes later, I determined that I’m a walking bounce house. Since he’s still in the oven and would be too little to be in one of those obnoxious blow up bounce houses the kids love so much, I have determined I am his very own personal walking baby bounce house. He has me 24/7 to bounce around in and believe me, he takes advantage!
Originally written: July 6, 2011
