No. This is not Baby Tiger. Obviously.I wanted to have some kind of image in this posting so I found this online. It sort of captures the feeling I hope to convey.
2 or 3 nights ago when I turned over in my sleep, Baby Tiger did the most amazing scrambling to right himself. Apparently, he was in the perfect position and I disturbed him by moving from my right to my left side. It felt like frantic dog paddling with his little arms against the left side of his uterine home. It made me laugh because he apparently couldn't get any kind of hold or footing so had to scramble for quite a while. If I could act it out for you, you'd laugh too. It was very funny. Really!
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