Wow.. You're and active little peanut aren't you Viki-Rose. Whenever I just manage to forget that you are like a little worm inside of me, you jut something out and make me jump. You are no longer fluttering but making definite movements that surprise me every single time. I wonder if I'll ever get accustomed to this (the movement). It's so odd knowing that someone is growing inside of you. That you are stretching and yawning and listening to my voice. I try to sign to you every night and rub my belly with baby oil to wake you up on a morning. Do you hear or feel?

This is the song I sing for you.. but I could never remember how the ending goes. So I just hum the rest. My daddy (your papa) used to sign it for me every night before i went to bed at 8:30pm. You will be going to bed at 9pm. Doh feel yuh get away.

Daddy's Little Girl (turned Mummy's little girl)

You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold.
You're mummy's little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are; / you're sugar and spice and everything nice
You're mommy's bright and shining star / you're my pride and joy, you're my shining light

You’re the spirit of Christmas, the star on our tree.
You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You’re sugar, you're spice, and you're everything nice
And You’re Mummy’s Little Girl

You’re a treasure I cherish, all sparkling and bright.
You were touched by Holy and beautiful light;
Like the angels who sing, a heavenly thing;
And you’re Mummy’s Little Girl