Aahhhhhh, weeks and weeks and weeks of having a bloody gymnast in my body! It's over active I swear, if this thing moves as much now as it does after being born, I'll never see sleep again!
I'm like a punch bag on the inside, I know it's meant to be all "cute" and happy when the baby moves, and of course I'm delighted it's very much alive but it's relentless and uncomfortable!
I used to think of being a surrogate but that's gone out the window lol