This is my belly. Please watch with the sound off unless you want to hear my heaving breathing and the local forecast from a couple weeks ago. Posting video is kind of weird and perhaps waaaaaaay more personal than I should get, but I am so fascinated by my baby I no longer have any sense of personal boundaries. I think the difference between my breathing and Baby E’s kicking is pretty obvious, but judge for yourself. If you dare.

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Last night I dreamed that while setting up for my enormous, wedding-reception-style baby shower, E set himself on fire and ended up in a coma. I was more worried about having to handle 100+ guests (none of whom I knew) by myself than I was about E ever recovering. Then I gave birth to a 30 pound Cabbage Patch kid. Through my belly button.