I stared intently at my tummy while lying on the bed, anticipating miniature waves surging across my tummy. Repeatedly, the tides rose and fell. Then it came to a complete calm. I waited for the next round of upsurge to begin. But I was getting impatient. So I poked at my tummy. The little fella stirred and sent waves across it. I poked again. He stirred again. I poked yet again and he did it again.
JJ, are you playing with mommy?
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