Listen to your heart,
Before you tell him goodbye.


Ok. I'm ready to accept that, due to the growth of my baby and the weight i have been loosing, there is not alot of room left in my tummy. Fair enough. But that does not justify an attack of the limbs at half past 3 in the morning. I feel my baby is playing the Hockey Cockey in my stomach!
It started off as the odd feeling of something brushing my tummy, and has escalated to a full blown morse code performance. Do babies even know morse code?

Once the 'party' died down i was able to get back to sleep, but had wriggled around so much getting a comfortable spot that i was ill this morning. It didn't help that i had to indure the 'party' again at about half ten. I often think i'm missing out on something in there? I'm waiting for the music to start and party poppers to be let off. ^_^

Oh well, only 13/14 weeks to go, then the little darling can kick me for real. and be sick on me, and poo everywhere...
Oh joy. ^_^