Split Kick
The baby was kicking very hard last night, but on both sides of my stomach simultaneously. I can only conclude he is training to fight ninjas in there.
We were just watching the Olympic trials, though, so it's also possible he was inspired and wanted to test out his flexibility.
Isn't he talented already!
This weekend I had a lovely massage, a Mother's Day gift from J. I think all my weekends should include a massage. Apparently, you just lie there in a nice-smelling room with relaxing music and someone rubs all your sore muscles away. Brilliant!
The plan was to go swimming afterwards, but that fell through when our hot spot turned out to be populated solely by very tan 20-somethings who were lounging on all the available chairs and watching each other. The new plan is to find a hotel with a spectacular pool and seek out a cheap room rate one weekend night. People will all chip in, lay by the pool, watch crappy cable movies in an air-conditioned room, and maybe even order up some room service junk food. Sounds perfect to me.
Oooh, ninja kicks are fun! I've moved on to having him shove his elbows and/or knees into my sides. Slightly less fun, but still pretty darn cute.
Ella used to do bicycle kicks in the middle of the night and wake me up--this is when the moving around starts getting really funny. We have video of her arm moving around and her body changing positions. So strange, but so cool!! And about the fantasy about the doctor telling you that you're delivering early...trust me, being pregnant is the easy part. Keep that little guy in there as LONG as you can! :)
The best thing about a ninja baby? You get to pick out a kick ass ninja name.
That first picture made me almost choke from laughing. I do remember Cate doing those kicks to me. They were awful.
I think the hotel pool idea is fantastic. That sounds like so much fun.