First, Baby Bear taunts us with close but no cigar looks at his or her gender. Now, it's the "did baby drop or not" torture. Yesterday, I woke up with my stomach much lower than usual. I could breathe easier again. By last night, when Kevin and I took down the Christmas decorations, it felt like the kid was going to fall out, it was so low.
But today, Baby Bear is back up again with feet nearing my ribs. If this is any indication of our child's personality, I think we're going to have our hands full! :)
Mackenzie
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