That's right - not a roller coaster, but a belly coaster. That's the only way I can describe what's going on at night with my belly. The baby is really living it up in utero every night. Last night I watched my belly hop around for about an hour. Then Tom got kicked in the face a couple of times when he tried to listen to the baby.
I need to take a video of it so you can all see how bizarre it is. I'm going to play around with my camera tonight to see if I can get a video recorded. In the meantime, just imagine that my stomach looks like a bag of cats trying to get out.
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