Little girl learned a new trick!

I startle easier than anyone on this planet. The other day I was standing at the sink washing dishes, my husband came into the kitchen and I screamed bloody murder and jumped a mile. It looks like the little one is going to take after me.

This morning at about 4 a.m. there was an accident at the intersection right outside our house. It's a bad intersection, so bad that I've started going around the block to avoid it. And one day a car is going to end up right here in the living room. I just pray it's after we've moved out. Anyway, I awoke with a start at the sound of the firetrucks, ambulances and other noisy vehicles that were huddled around the scene, AND by the baby being jumping a mile at the exact same moment I did. She was really jumpy after that, thrashing about, so I rubbed my tummy and told her everything was ok, it was just some punks who don't know how to drive, etc. Then, at about 7 a.m. I was awake, staring at the ceiling and contemplating getting up when another rash of emergency vehicles came screeching by and again, the poor little thing jumped a mile.

I am actually quite relieved to know that she is probably not deaf, but also a bit worried. Sure, it's cute now that she's a fetus, but will it really be so cute in a few months when she decides to scream bloody murder every time an ambulance drives by? (And, seeing that we're moving about a block away from the fire station, that will probably be quite often!) Now, if she would only hiccup.