The word of the week is MOVEMENT!
Baby boy is moving and shaking...not all the time, but way more than he was in previous weeks.
The first big dance party happened last Friday night at Uncle Yu's with my good girlfriend.
Baby likes Chinese food?
After a few bites of Veggie Chow Mein baby was rocking and rolling, kicking and moving.
It's the most I've ever felt him move and he didn't stop for seemingly hours. In fact, we met up with hubs later on and baby was karate kicking me in the bladder the entire time.
It's so fun, and sort of startling all at the same time. He's really in there!
The kicks are still very low in my abdomen, baby likes to hang out low low low, but this morning I'm feeling some low and some high in my stomach, so I think we've got arms and legs moving around now.
They didn't hurt, they just felt like little zings!
At this point I've pretty much stopped riding Pongo. My trainer said he felt a little funky so over the weekend I hopped on for our usual walk and bumbled around at the trot and canter just to feel for myself. Yes, he felt a tiny bit foot sore, but nothing to warrant a vet call. I called all his 'people' aka the chiropractor, farrier and massage therapist to give him one major spa week next week before he moves to his new barn for pasture board.
