The baby often busies himself with high kicks, exploring my ribs and what I can only imagine is punching. I've reached a point where we can now see the baby moving...although my layer of chub is preventing us from distinguishing little hands or feet. I'm ok with that. When my cousin told me about her preview of their son's face pressed into her abdomen, I was freaked out. There's a reason we're not going to Babymoon Ultrasound!
One of my favourite parts of feeling our baby move around happened earlier this week. Babydaddy rested his head against my bump and asked the baby, "What are you doing in there?" Almost immediately, the baby punched him in the cheek, as if to say "None of your business, Daddy!" I'm not sure how I feel about our child already giving attitude; especially when Babydaddy and I are so anti-violence. Maybe the baby was saying "I'm a chip off the ol' block" and giving his dad a friendly knock on the chin. Only time will tell!
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