Love it!

I love the comment on the ticker this week - "If someone asks my mommy "how are you feeling?" one more time, she's going to drop kick them to New Jersey!" That's mean, I know. I don't mean to be... but when you're asked a question a bajillion times a day - usually by the same people that asked you the same question yesterday, and the day before and the day before and the day before... you're bound to want to hear them say something different instead of looking at you with a panicked/concerned look when there is no need to. I don't mind if it comes from someone I see once a week or something. But if you're one of those people - and if you really want to know how I'm feeling - you will most likely have to dig deeper. Because my response will probably be "Fine, how are you?" with the assumption that you probably don't care that my baby girl seems to love to have her head or something large and heavy roll over my bladder and intestines several times a day, I wake up four to five times a night and my hands keep falling asleep. Then again, I shouldn't make that assumption for those of you who read this blog - because you ARE the ones that care! :) So you guys don't count. You can ask me how I feel. Just be ready for the truth.

Her movements have been a little uncomfortable last night and this morning. I am sure that will become a much more regular thing as she gets heavier. At this point, I am fine with that (I may have a different attitude in two months!). Every time she does something that makes me a little uncomfortable, I am reminded that she is already her own unique and beautiful little person - God's little miracle that He is forming for us. I have no control over her movements, her kicks, her rolls, her sleeping pattern, her curiosity - that is all part of her individual personality. How can I complain about that? I will try to remember that as the next few months pass, although I may need a reminder here and there...