I'm convinced that the one inside me knows karate.
He will chop chop here and kick kick there, and even do triple somersaults in that small confined space.
Isn't he talented?
As I'm typing this, he is doing the karate chop again.
Watching my tummy jerk has become a new hobby for me.
With all that training, when he is born, he will be good enough to go for black belt assessment right away.
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