Peter and I were trying to decide last night if I have Gregory Hines or Savion Glover inside me. Tappity, tappity, tappity, side kick! I think this kid is still breech and it's like it's standing upright tap dancing on the bottom of my uterus. Could be worse- it's not strong enough to really kick my bladder and it hasn't issued a kidney punch yet. :)
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