Mom keeps hugging me.
What I mean by that is that from time to time over the last few days, my world gets very...cramped, and tight. It's interesting, and I don't think it's very comfortable for mom. But after she lets go and I have room to move again, I love bonking around and doing a little "yay, I'm free!" dance.
At this stage I should weigh almost 7 pounds, and be putting on a nice insulating layer of baby fat. I think I'm almost ready to be born...so I'm trying to conserve my strength. Wish me luck.
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very interesting! i was born about 3 weeks early... good luck, and lots and lots of love.
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