My belly is so big. I can fold my arms and rest them steadily on top of my belly comfortably. That’s what I was doing in the middle of a meeting this morning.
Arms folded, listening, nodding, when BAM! What was that? My body jerked forward a little bit, my arms quickly going to my side. There was a little high kicker in my tummy! Aww. I rubbed my belly gently.
Then I went back to listening, my arms folded again, resting on my tummy, when KICK! I felt it again.
It’s either Timmy’s going “Don’t go folding your arms on me!” or “You’re cramping me up in here, Mommy!” or “I support what your boss is saying!” Whatever that kick meant, it made my heart soar.
Today marks the strongest kick I’ve felt from Timmy so far. I can’t wait to experience more of these! Sure, his kicks will probably hurt (as I’ve been warned by my many Mommy friends!) but I’m looking forward to those too. High kick goes the baby, giddy smiles goes the Mommy!