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My wiggle worm

Everyday our alarm clock goes off at 7:30 am. I start my day, have a shower and then, apparently, a tiny alarm (that I can't hear) goes off in my belly around noon. My daughter is awake. It's like clockwork -- everyday for about the last two weeks.

My doctor told me that she was going to be super active around six months. (Can you believe I'm 6 months pregnant!! Aghh!!) My tiny girl weighs around a pound and a half, so she still has plenty of wiggle room. And right now, her little arms and legs don't hurt when they jab. I know this will change in a few months. So, for now, I'm just enjoying it. I can't help but smile when I feel it. There's a real person in there!!

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