The mango noticeably moved/kicked for the first time last night! I think it might have been a little pissed. John jabbed at my uterus a couple times after we thought we might have felt a little nudge. The kid is probably like, “Okay! Stop shaking my home now! I’d like to continue my organogenesis in peace, please!” A little preview of the probably 18+ years of annoyance our offspring will feel toward us.
John and I had a date night yesterday. If you’re in Wayne, PA, we recommend Matador. Try the octopus.
