When I say intense, by the way, I mean it. Last night, I looked down and could see movement. I showed my husband, The Gryphon, and his eyes grew wide.
"Don't worry," I assured him. He's not about to burst out of my chest. At least, I don't think so.
My baby's playground, where he kicks and turns.
At first, I thought that it might be related to the fact I'd just eaten some jalapeno and cheese pierogies, but he's doing it now, and all I had for breakfast was yogurt, orange juice, and a bagel with low-fat cream cheese.
It's sort of unnerving to watch your stomach bouncing and protruding from an internal source. "Now you get some idea what I'm experiencing," I told The Gryphon. He has felt the baby kick but likely has no idea how frequently he does so.
Of course, as soon as I posted a status update on Facebook about the new development, the speculation began. he'll be a dancer, one person suggested. A soccer player. A martial artist.
So here's your chance to get in on the fun.
What will our baby be?
ETA: Something weird is going on with the LJ "Create a Poll" option. I posted the code produced when I created the poll, but as you can see, it's not doing anything. So just leave your answer in the comments.
Pregnancy is a weird and wonderful journey.