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Last night at our appointment, Rebecca told me the baby had hiccups while she was listening to the heartbeat, which is a good sign because it means the brain is working. A brain-dead baby cant hiccup you see.

Okay, so good. One less thing to worry about.

Then today while working, my belly starts bouncing up and down with little baby hiccups.

"What a little smarty pants you are!" I start cooing.

My hiccuping baby is the smartest. Yeah, I guess I'm a mom.

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