That Tickles!

What tickles? you might ask.  That would be my baby girl.  I think she's running out of room to flail her arms and legs.  So I used to feel kicks and punches, which are just fine.  But now I can feel her shifting around, rubbing against the walls of her small little home.  And this, my friends, feels like being tickled from the inside!!  Which is a strange feeling (not bad, but different for sure) and a little unsettling for someone who is frightened of being tickled.  I can't tell her to stop, I can't get away from her, and it's not like I can see her coming at me with her tickle fingers...so I have no idea when the tickling will strike!  David thinks this is pretty funny, "That's my girl!" he says.  But that's because he loves to tickle me and he knows how much I don't like it.  I think he's been whispering to her while I sleep and teaching her to tickle me!  Just another of the crazy and fun things I get to experience being pregnant.  For the record, I wouldn't have it any other way, I love this little girl!