I had to share this today. We went to the fair yesterday and while riding in the car, the phone rings. It is really loud! All of a sudden, Hope kicks me really hard in the ribs. I guess she doesn't like really loud noises...or it woke her up. I'm not real sure, but it was funny and a little painful. On the way home from the fair we are listening to music. I am singing along (which I must say is pretty sad because I have a terrible singing voice). Alan Jackson and I were singing 'Goodtime' and Hope decides it's time to dance. I know it may seem hard to believe, but she was keeping beat pretty well and I can just picture her dancing around inside me. Today was my favorite though. Paul and I were cuddling on the couch. He was getting ready to take a nap. All of a sudden, Hope starts poking at him. She had been sleeping or just resting before then, but suddenly she must have known he was on my belly and decides to poke at him for a little while.
I love all of this movement. It makes me feel really good knowing that Hope is safe, happy, and healthy inside of me. I don't dwell on the bad stuff when she is doing cute things all the time. I just sit and smile and laugh...these are the times when I really love being pregnant!