your first official trip to the beach. you kicked harder and harder the closer we got to the water. you kept me awake at night flipping and kicking around. between you and your brother, i got zero sleep. you started kicking hard enough for me to actually see my stomach move. it's incredibly neat and only a little creepy. i was constantly, ravenously hungry - i even managed to eat hamburger meat without hurling. i bought you your first little outfit, despite having been blessed with lots of hand me downs from your brother and friends. we can't wait to meet you, my sweet boy.