Gravity

Gravity hasn't always been my friend. I have had trouble staying on my feet, walking downstairs, and basic navigation of this world from a vertical position (read: totally klutzy!), I have a new found respect and appreciation for this universal force.

It seems that our little Monday is dropping. What were once serious kicks to my rib cage are mere dalliances to my belly. I noticed it at 3:00 am 2 nights ago. I kept tickling his feet, and he kept moving them around, but he never once kicked my ribs. Both my dad and Tim think that my figure has adjusted accordingly. Dropping is a great sign as he is getting ready to make himself known.

I have another doctor's appointment on Monday. Hopefully I will get some information back from them on how I am progressing -- and hopefully it will be that he indeed will soon be here. I am anxious to meet our little man.