Get Used To It, For the Rest of Your Life.

I have a feeling I'm going to be hearing that sentence echoed to me a lot as the progression of Baby DJ continues.

A couple days ago, I hadn't felt DJ move in 16 hours. I tried prodding him with 2 cups of ice-cold water but nothing. So the doctor told me to come in and get checked out, which consisted of a NST (non stress test) and ultrasound. Of course, the minute I get on the examining table (not sure what else to call it), DJ is moving like noone's business. Seriously, really? I passed the NST and ultrasound with flying colors; per the doc, I got a 10/10. I couldn't help thinking, 'Boy, DJ is such an a-hole...scaring the heck out of Jemifus and me like that.' Is it wrong to already think your 1st unborn is a booger? I recounted this story to my friend, ENSV, who has 2 young boys of her own and sure enough, she said 'Get used to it...for the rest of your life.'

PS
At least we got an ultrasound and learned that in fact, DJ is still a boy and if I keep it up, he'll be 7lbs at birth. Woo hoo!

PPS
DJ is moving quite a bit as I'm writing this post. Perhaps he can sense I'm talking ill of him. Well, if that's what it takes to get him moving...