She moved... but the wrong way. Her little coconut head went straight up in my ribs. *sigh* So once again the crazy antics as suggested on spinning babies began. But the most fun of them all was the pool.
(my sad feet, like loaves of rising bread, toes like stuffed sausages... oh how they love the pool)
We have loved the marina pool more than ever this summer because it's the one place where I can be inactive and relaxed while the boy is active and crazy in the very same place.
But guess what... it worked! I felt all kinds of movement and the next morning that little coconut in my ribs was gone. I dashed into the midwives for a check and they confirmed, baby is head down and ready to rock!
Nikki McClure. We have this print hanging on our wall and I try to focus on it each day. You can buy this print and more of her fabulous work HERE.)