Tiny fists of fury

In the last two days, the baby has learned how to pack a serious punch. I swear this is a brand-new skill. Today it practiced this several times in a row until I finally got up, jiggled myself around, and generally threw the baby off balance to prevent further assaults. Oooo it is not comfy to be poked in the right under-ribs by tiny sharp fists. Maybe it is elbows, I guess, but either way, ooof.