I did absolutely nothing over the weekend. It was lovely. I was so stuck to my place on the sofa that I actually started to hurt from all the sitting. I bet there's a Shelly-shaped imprint on the couch for the rest of the week.
The baby didn't share my desire for inactivity. She was bouncing all over the place. And we think that she had the hiccups at one point because I kept feeling this little lurch in the same place at a very regular cadence for about five minutes. Or maybe our baby's just got rhythm. I kind of prefer that explanation... envision her just grooving to her own little tune in there.