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posted by: swanktrendz (reply)
post date: 01.04.07 (2:58 am)
I really enjoyed this one - it just brought back all good memories. Both my boys loved their Mom's music, even before they were 'out and about' to get the full impact. I remember all sorts of internal dancing - be it to music, certain foods, or the typical, 'Ha, so she actually thinks she's going to get some sleep now...?' that only the in utero can do. (smile) Christine
posted by: Lindy (reply)
post date: 01.05.07 (8:40 am)
Goodness. I remember this too. Except I'm quite sure mine was bigger. It sure felt like it. :)
I had a bit of a dancer too.. but the other one, well.. she was more of a soccer player and she preferred her matches at 3:17 am. I'm really quite fascinated with the outlet on the wall. Funny that it ended up there. Almost as if it was watching, keeping an eye on things. I like that another hand appears on her tummy.. she's not alone. I like that.
posted by: thejongleur (reply)
post date: 01.09.07 (8:26 am)
Reply to: swanktrendz
*smile*
I like that story.
ams
posted by: thejongleur (reply)
post date: 01.09.07 (8:27 am)
Reply to: L
"she's not alone. I like that."
It just seems so terribly important.
Thank you for these wee details.
ams