Today, it seems, I'm hosting some kind of rave in my ute. A rave with only one raver, but a rave nonetheless.
Dance dance dance.... on the left hand side. Dance dance dance.... around the belly button. Dance dance dance... back to the left. All day, from about 7 a.m. until forever. With maybe an hour here and there where the baby is likely absorbing some nutrients through the delicious amniotic fluid (which today would taste like the chocolate chip pancakes I had for breakfast along with meatloaf for lunch), downloading some new tunes to the internal iPod, and mentally choreographing some new moves so that there can be much more dancing. Dance dance dance.
Hope you're having fun in there, little one! The rest of us out here (meaning me) are working like suckers on a cloudy Monday.
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