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Sappy Confession

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I’m not sure when it started, but every day I pull my shirt up to stare at my belly. 
I’m obsessed with watching for the tiniest movements. 
I’m still in disbelief that this is really happening. 
I’m fascinated to watch my belly button become an outie. 
I’m consumed with the need to reassure myself that our baby is really in there. 
Wow.
We are so blessed.





RockStar has kicked MUCH harder than this, but of course s/he was being stubborn while I was recording. You can still see little movements if you watch closely. Yes, I realize that my Mom is probably the only one who cares enough to watch that closely. 🙂 
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