Belly Dancing

It's the most magical feeling of any -- to feel the baby moving in my belly. except in the case of my "baby cantalope" (i.e. the approximate size of the baby at this point, according to TheBump.com), I'm convinced that my baby is dancing in my belly.

Seriously. This vision of half-baked, dancing baby-in-belly all started a couple of weeks ago. I was at my monthly doctor's appointment, and my doc decided to check the baby via ultrasound, instead of using the dopplar-thing. It was a quick ultrasound peek, just to see the baby move and the baby's heartbeat. But I got more than that. I got jazz-hands. Oh yes I did! The baby did jazz hands.

I went home and told my disbelieving husband. He was certain that what I perceived to be "jazz hands" was really a reflection of the poor ultrasound resolution. That is - until later that afternoon when we went to our high-def ultrasound appointment. As the ultrasound technician meticulously viewed and measured each organ, my baby did it again. The jazz hands. And my hubby saw it first hand. The child's got natural rhythm....what can I say (except what I can say is that the baby got it from my side of the family. trust me on this one.)

So as I'm mid-way through the infanticipation, I'm basking in the joyous pleasure of feeling my baby dancing in my belly. And I'm also glad at the satisfaction of knowing for certain that all those funny feelings I'm getting in my belly is definitely the baby, and not gas :-)