I had an early meeting this morning, which meant that I had to get to work on time today which is very difficult lately thanks to the fatness and laziness of my (smokin') ass. So, last night I tried to get to bed and to sleep early so I could get myself up on time this morning. Just as I started trying to go to sleep, Lima Bean found her sea legs. I think she was doing jumping jacks because that kid was banging all over my belly. Ten times? Fifteen? I lost count. Now, she certainly isn't kicking hard enough yet to keep me awake, but I didn't want to go to sleep until she did because I didn't want to miss a single right hook or hip check. If there's a more truly incredible feeling than feeling your child move, I don't know what it is.
She's finally getting back at me for all the poking. I've created a monster and I couldn't be happier about it.