Last night was a crazy sleep for me. I went to bed after watching the Cardinals win (go birds!) and fell asleep without any problems. Around 3:30 a.m., I woke up to what felt like a seizure/temper tantrum going on in my stomach. I've been feeling the baby move for several weeks now, even on the outside. But this, this was nutso behavior. I got up and walked around a bit (a glimpse into my future, I bet) to see if he would chillax. I think he was mad because I went to bed hungry. He seems to be more active when I'm hungry.
He finally went back to sleep, and so did I. The next time I woke up, it was after a crazy dream. Basically, I was solving Law and Order SVU crimes in the hospital where I work. Just call me Olivia Benson.