Just dance - 23 weeks!

 

At 23 weeks, Baby Grumish is now the size of a large mango.

"Turn on the radio and sway to the music. With his sense of movement well developed by now, your baby can feel you dance..."

I think baby has been able to feel that already and I'm pretty sure he's dancing on his own in there. I've decided this little guy will either be a gymnast or a ninja. He sure is active. I've been joking with Jamer for the last week because I'm pretty sure he's trying to kick my belly button out.

Jamer was finally able to feel him kicking the other day. He was frozen with his hand on my belly when the baby kicked.

"I think I felt something."

You sure did, Mister. Welcome to my life. That's the baby trying to fight his way out.

In other news: Laura, one of the other reporters here, is doing a story on a miracle baby. She was born at 23 weeks - where I am now. Laura said she spent 104 days in the hospital before coming home. She was so tiny that her mom's wedding ring could fit around her thigh. That's one tiny baby. As much as it would be nice to be done with the pregnancy now (easiest pregnancy ever), I'd much rather have a happy, healthy ninja when this is all said and done.