My dear little Serenity,
Please stop kicking Mama! I love feeling you move and wiggle, but seriously – what’s with the super charged ninja kicks, kid?? Are you unhappy about the gurgling from my tummy? Sorry about that; hamburgers are yummy, but the grease, not so much fun.
Seriously, though, Mama needs to sleep. And you know, not feel like she’s got a bucking bronco inside her belly. Think you can calm down a little? Just for a minute or 400? Pretty please, with a cherry on top?
We’re going to have to invest in a trampoline at some point, aren’t we.
Love you, kid *hearts*