I'm not a kicker, I'm a mover. You can feel parts of me pressing against Mama's tummy. Good luck in identifying what part of me you are feeling. Sometimes its a limb and I'll move it. Sometimes its a butt and will stay where it is like I'm sitting in my favorite rocker. I'm stubborn like my siblings and am already giving Mama pains...back pains. I'm as heavy as a basketball, but don't try to play hoops with me just yet, I'm not sure I'd fit through the hoop.
My big sister's birthday is today. Happy Birthday sis, but your day won't compare to my big day coming in August. I hope you like me as much as you like pretending to be a baby. I know that you are just warming up my spot for me. Big brother Ollie is excited to see me too, I hope I can live up to his expectations as being like Abby. He loves her, I hope he loves me as much. We'll find out August 7th when the competition for parental attention is divided among 3 instead of 2.
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