My pelvis is no longer my own.
And, it’s just not fair.
The fun scan last week showed that “the boy” is head down — head and little fists right down above my pelvis. And, judging from the punches and head-butting going on, he has claimed that space as HIS and no one else’s.
If I wear low rise pants . . . .I get punched in the pelvis.
If I lean over while in a sitting position . . . I get punched in the pelvis.
If the Little Lady sits on my thighs and rests against me . . . I get punched in the pelvis.
A WWE PRIZE FIGHTER?
This tot has only been around for 5 months and he already thinks he can be the boss of ME?????
And, why the need for such violence? I’m just the mom . . . the incubator . . . the person who made him AND the chick making sure he gets all of the nutrients, water, and Dr. Pepper he needs. Why the rough treatment?
It’s only going to get worse, isn’t it?