So, last night as I was trying to go to bed (ridiculously early, I might add), baby girl started doing somersaults in my tummy. I could feel each tiny move as if she was performing a circus act. I put my hand on my tum tum and…
«Boom»
I could feel her movement from outside my body. It was crazy. And wonderful. And I’m kind of worried that she’s a gymnast. We can’t afford a lifetime of training and risk her coach slipping her steroids right before the Olympics. I hope it’s just a hobby, not a career choice.
