The only memories I have of my beautiful daughter are from when she was in my belly. She liked to kick a lot and stretch out so she was hurting my ribs and my pelvis at the same time. I miss feeling her tiny feet inside of my belly. She loved kicking me when I would go to the beach and let the waves hit my belly. I think she liked the ocean. I also put headphones on my belly so she could listen to some tunes. She's heard everything from Jack Johnson to Lamb of God. Sometimes I would unplug my headphones and just rest my iPod on my belly so she could here the speaker and feel the vibrations too. She liked that, I could tell.