
That's what I feel like. I may not be that big, but my comfort level is slowly plummeted. I haven't had a good nights sleep in a few weeks. I just can't get in a comfortable position. If it's not my back aching, it's my belly in the way. Plus Vivienne is a damn show-off. Yes babeh, I know you are a kicking machine, but can you let Mommy sleep a bit? She goes non-stop. Sugar does not phase this lil one, she can make my stomach quiver like an alien trying to make its way out.
I remember back in the days when my sister was feeling kicks and I was so jealous. All I felt were tiny flutters, if that. One day I knew I would feel her and be so grateful. Now I hope she doesn't chew her way out. When I wake up I see her butt or head protruding from my belly and I wonder if she is trying to fancy a way out. If she is anything like Mommy, I wouldn't put it past her - we are a crafty bunch.