Yesterday was a particularly LONG, but VERY fun, day. My cousins was in town, so Kelly and I played “tour guides” around San Francisco all day. We did the Golden Gate Bridge, Presidio, Pier 39, Boudin, Ghirardelli, Chinatown, Little Italy, Lombard Street, The Painted Ladies (i.e. the “Full House” house) … *phew!* The biggest hike was UP Lombard Street from the Warf. The best way to explain it would be to say “it’s like Vegas – you think the next casino is right there – but it’s WAY down there!” Except for Lombard street, it is STRAIGHT uphill. It was a fight to keep oxygen going to baby boy! *smile* While walking, we passed a street vendor with hand knit baby hats. Auntie Kelly found this owl one among them and bought baby boy his first San Francisco souvenir! Baby boy is going to be SOOOOOO cute in this! After our adventurous day, I crashed HARD last night when I crawled into bed.
When the alarm went off this morning, I was slow moving to actually get out of bed. As I laid there, reading through my social media on my phone, I felt the strangest sensation. Was that…. a kick? I lay there longer, willing myself NOT to hold my breath (the poor boy does need oxygen!). Sure enough… on the left side of my abdomen it continued, irradically, about 10-15 times. Thump thump thump!
Well hello and good morning little boy *smile* And happy 19 week birthday!
<3 Your mommy.