Sometime early this morning, we had a thunderstorm. Our girls, Emma and Callie, wanted to go out to potty, so Brian took them out in the rain. Callie must not have liked the boomers, because she came back pretty quickly. I was awake, at this point, and so was Baby K. I was lying on my right side, and all of a sudden, I felt this sharp pain in my intestines, or something in there! Baby K kicked the heck out of me, and then did it again. A little while later, I felt like Baby K was doing acrobatics in there. Flip after flip. What could be going on in there? Well, until further notice, Baby K is going to be referred to as "Wiggles."
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