Yesterday we were sitting in church and, like he always does when I sit still for long periods of time, the baby started to party. Kicking, stretching, rolling, turning back-hand-springs and the like. And though I'm used to feeling him move (constantly - I LOVE IT), I am not quite so familiar with the sight of my stomach actually leaping. Leaping. Like I can see the body parts jump out at me as if this child is trying his darn'dest to escape. Manny saw it too. Twice. This is something I did not experience with Elijah. It's a funny feeling - and has me slightly curious, what will things be like when we get closer to the due date?
Also, I'm starving right now.