Baby Girl is a Diva!

Hubby and I have decided that Baby Girl is already a diva. She will not do things on demand. For example, at the 20-week ultrasound two months ago, she covered every part of her anatomy one piece at a time and only at the times when the ultrasound tech was trying to get a picture of it. Picture of her face? She decided to put her fist over her entire face. Picture of her abdomen and organs? She put her arm across her chest. Yep. That's the kind of child she is. So it's gone beyond that. She doesn't kick on demand. If anyone puts their hand on my belly, even if she was kicking, she immediately stops. I can watch my bare belly bulge where she kicks, but she very rarely kicks my hand. So last night, I decided to try a new technique so Hubby could experience some of the joy I feel when she kicks me (except when she kicks me in the bladder). He laid his head on my belly right where she always kicks and sure enough, she didn't like his head being there and kicked him. Not once, either. She kicked him twice. He was in her personal space. So it has been decided that Baby Girl is a diva. Not a Diva-in-Training, but already a full-fledged diva!