Been noticing some challenges lately, like the amount of the baby's activity. Almost every night when I lie down to read or send one last email before I drift off to sleep, the baby is kicking up (or waving up) a storm.
I end up spending half of the time staring down at the "northern hemisphere" of my belly, not wanting to miss any exciting movements.
The other day we watched a hand, or perhaps a foot, raise up my skin, drawing an arc a couple inches long as it swept across my abdomen. I wish so much that I could see through my skin to view all that's going on in there.
This week's photo.