So, yesterday our son decided he would sit in the
lowest part of the right side of my belly.
All. Day. Long.
As such, I had this mega-lopsided belly to waddle around with.
And was off balance, so I ran into the right side of a doorway
a few times. I was very classy.
Then, he apparently turned ninja and proceeded to punch the crap
out of that side. For hours on and off. Just repeatedly beat the crap out
of it. It didn't hurt, but it looked weird from the outside and it felt like
I was getting butterflies in the wrong part of my stomach.
Basically, there is a baby ninja in me preparing for the ninja war
in the new world he is about to enter.
Or maybe he's just going to be a really, really active child who will get
into everything from day one.
Either way, this is going to be an epic ride. And we're really
excited for this kid to get here!