Thank you so much for kicking me so hard my right boob flew up and off my belly. Twice. It was the funniest moment I've had in days (besides seeing the image of myself in pictures, running through a sprinkler. Yes, that was the first time Mommy brought you through a sprinkler...granted, you were in my belly. But you get the idea!).
And thank you for the Ninja punches and stretches and elbow-jabs (throwing 'bows this early, son? I know we live in the Ghetto but come ON! Cut your Mama some slack!) that you have bestowed on me. I constantly tell your father (and you won't be reading this until you are older) "Your child is punching me in the Vag again. For real. Doesn't he realize we NEED that area so he has his escape route in three more months?"
I am so looking forward to you strengthening as you grow (and squish tightly) in my uterus. I have a feeling you are going to be a very strong, very physical boy. Try not to hurt Mommy too much, m'kay?
Love you bunches!!