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Tiny Dancer


Last night while watching Dancing with the Stars (and eating an Eggo waffle) in bed, I felt what I thought was a "rumbling in my tummy" (as Winnie the Pooh would say).  After a few minutes of this, I looked down at my tummy and saw baby Ella punching the bottom left side of my tummy and kicking the upper right side...AT THE SAME TIME!  I quickly called Wyatt, who waited patiently with his video camera, filming my bare tummy, waiting to see what I had described.  After a few minutes, baby Ella did it again.  I can't say it enough, but this was such a strange feeling and another frightening moment watching Ella kick and punch for a few straight moments. 

As the show continued and the music kept playing, baby Ella continued to move.  Could it be?  Did this baby inherit Daddy's dance moves?  (We all know it's not from me!)  MAAAAAYYYYBEEE!  This could be what our future holds...


That's right, she's Asian. :)

The possibilities of what this baby girl will be like are endless. For now, I'll go where my imagination takes me and it's telling me we might have a tiny dancer on our hands. I can't wait!

God Bless,
Kat

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  1. Sarah (Bourdon) KoenApril 27, 2011 at 9:22 PM

    So exciting! I miss those kicks and punches. Such an incredible experience. Enjoy!

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