Sneaky
Things have been a little quiet the last few days. I started to get a little stressed. Not stressed enough to worry about it too much; I mean the little tacker was kicking enough for me to notice, but still, just a tad stressed.
Anyway, no need to have worried too much. Once I fell asleep last night, it was on for young and old. Tony was hugging me, as that’s how we sleep, and he said there were ninja hits, footy kicks and ballarina twirls galore.
And I was worried? The little tacker is so considerate. Waits til Mum’s asleep before practising those star jumps. Hopefully this doesn’t mean that once it’s out here in the real world, it decides that 11pm is still the time to be awake!