Kicky
25 April 2009
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Baby kicks me all the time now! ALL the time. I actually really love it. Today, pretty much non stop from 8-10:30am it was kick, kick punch, stretch, kick, swing, swirl, kick. Michael is still not believing that I am pregnant – telling me that anyone who eats as much as I do is bound to gain a few pounds. He is also wondering what color the stork who delivers baby will be. Hopefully Baby gets my brains.
















Just swallow a soccer ball (ahem, I mean football), and he can start his path to sports stardom.
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