I didn’t want to say so, but for a while I believed that my child might be a quadriplegic. I had been reading in books and talking to people about all of the movement that their little utero-nuggets are doing by now. They kick, flip, and do somersaults. I had not felt the slightest flutter from this little lady that lives inside of me. I did yoga moves to flip the baby around. Nothing. I would poke at her with my fingers and try to make her poke back. Apparently the womb doesn’t work like facebook. The books told me…
