I must admit... After my fall earlier in the week I was a little bit worried that I could have injured Baby Byrd. I didn't really share these concerns with anyone but Poppa Byrd and he assured me that the baby was fine. I also googled "falling while pregnant" and all sorts of similar things and everything I read confirmed that if the mother wasn't seriously injured, the baby was probably ok. It has a protective sack and all that.
And besides being a pain in my ass (remember, I fell on my tailbone), I'm ok. It hurts a little to walk but I think it's just bruising and will go away.
I feel like the baby knew I was worried and he or she wanted to assure me that everything was ok... For the past 24 hours there has literally been an acrobatics show going on in my belly. This baby is doing somersaults, cartwheels, I don't even know what... I just know that I have been feeling alot of movement and I like it... My biggest worry since becoming pregnant was that the baby was going to disappear. It's great to have the constant reminder that he or she is still in there...
Now something else to consider... Last night my husband and I went to a NY Rangers hockey game. The baby went nuts! I don't know if it was the loud noise or what, but I felt alot going on in my tummy. At first I started thinking... Oh, we have a little hockey fan on our hands... Perhaps this is a boy... then I started thinking... Well, mommy fell for a hockey guy, so perhaps we have a little girl who likes them too...
On Monday we'll know!!! :)
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