I'm feeling really good. I have energy and am still sleeping very well. I guess I should enjoy it while it lasts.Baby is super action kung-fu fighting in my belly a lot--especially when I'm at work and when I first go to bed. His favorite move is obviously 1-2-Kapow! That way he first suprises me (sometimes I even jump) and then gets me in quick succession. It's enough for me to actually stop in my tracks, grab my belly and ask him, "Baby! What are you doing in there?!?"
I don't call him Speck so much anymore--he's kind of too big to be called Speck anyway. And, I know Grandma Yoches isn't too keen on Speck as a nickname. She says it sounds insignificant. And she's right....this baby is anything, but insignificant. :) But occassionally I'll let it slip--out of habit. We have a name that we really like, and are 99% positive that we'll go with, but it feels too early to commit. I mean, shouldn't we SEE him first?!
The only other thing I've noticed is that my upper ribs hurt when I sit for long periods of time. A rapidly expanding belly is a very weird thing.
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