If you hang out with me on Facebook, you’ve probably heard about my latest obsession…

In early September I decided to try doing the Thriller dance with Havi as a lark and realized it was physically easier than it had been the year before.*

My chest got all bubbly-full of excitement and I knew everyone was in for a lot of Rhiannon-being-unbearably-enthusiastic in the next several months.

My goal? Participate in the worldwide Thriller performance “Thrill the World,” to happen on October 27th, at which point I’ll be 36 weeks pregnant.

I have video proof!

I have been practicing very hard, with this as the result so far (the dancing starts at 0:38):

If you don’t have time to watch the whole thing, just watch the last 2 or 3 minutes. I screw up a lot at the beginning but end rather strong.

(*Yes, a year ago I was also dancing Thriller with Havi… this happens more often than you’d think it would. Also the penguin dance. The penguin dance is HILARIOUS.)

With the baby currently still breech (that’s a very bad thing), I’m dealing with all my fears of childbirth, c-sections, and some deep blocks to getting [prounoun] to turn. Not to mention hanging upside down way too long each day. It’s nice to have something fun to take my mind off it in between.

And for the record, I take Thriller very seriously. This video was in part so I could enthuse with everyone but I’ve also spent several hours watching it and taking notes.

If my bad knee makes it through the next 20 days, I’ll take another one the day of (in full preggo-zombie costume) and you’ll see how much better I’ve gotten! Though I can’t do anything about how hard I have to pant. There just isn’t enough room for my lungs.

The point?

Enthusiasm. It’s important. It makes everything better. Even when it feels a little vulnerable and strange.

I would love: General enthusiasm for Thriller and dancing and zombies and what-have-you.

I would prefer not to receive: Any advice or reassurances about breech babies (not even “it’ll be okay”). Any critiques of my dancing.