You, my son, are wiggly. At first, it was sheer delight to feel you swim around. The day before we went in for the anatomy scan, your dad and I went to the temple for our weekly shift. As I sat listening to the shift coordinator during our preparation meeting, I felt a hand or a foot or an elbow brush against the lower left side of my belly. It tickled! I was so excited to feel you move for the first time less than a day before we saw you for the first time via ultrasound.
I still love feeling you kick and thrash around, but sometimes you punch a little too vigorously for my taste. I feel you best with a full stomach and a full bladder. But you can see why I don't put up with your antics too long before heading to the john.
Don't stop moving, though. I like to know you're in there, kicking around, getting stronger and stronger.