I’m not sure if it’s because I’m a wake I feel her, or that I’m awake because of her, but at 5am it often feels like I have the whole chorus line from the Moulin Rouge in my tummy. There is kicking, and spinning and every now and then there is even a Fame style leap, well that’s what it feels like to me. Perhaps I should buy her some leg-warmers…
RD just laughs and moves his hand away in case it’s him she’s being cross at. I have pointed out that I think she just wants to play, especially as we have discovered that if you slightly jiggle my bump she kicks back. I think she’s inherited her father’s shake-your-bum-on-stage gene (he does do it so well), she is a little performer.
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