My Panda has gotten big enough in my belly that he causes the belly to dance. It's quite interesting to look down at my belly--when he's going crazy inside and see my belly move.
It's also really weird to think that there is life growing inside of me. There is another person with me always. This person also has a hobby of kicking my belly. I don't know how I feel about that.
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My little one kept kicking my bladder last night.
I remember how weird that was, too. My first born was so high up that I had bruised ribs from all the kicks.
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