Sprinkled with humor and specks of sarcasm, this blog is an authentic dialogue about faith, marriage, infertility, IVF, parenting, and other odds and ends. No promises of earth-shattering epiphanies, but hopefully at least you'll laugh today.
Friday, March 1, 2013
I felt it! (I think)
Last night I was on the couch watching Jeopardy (like all cool people) and was answering the questions, or at least attempting to, when I felt something resembling a feathery golf ball hit/roll against the inside of my stomach.
I didn't think much of it until I felt it again, and again, and then again.
Was I not just writing last week about how I couldn't wait to feel the baby move!? Here I am, now experiencing this strange but wonderful sensation, and I don't even know to what I should attribute it!
I called Chris in from the kitchen and he put his hand on my stomach and waited. And nothing happened.
Later, we went up to bed and I felt it again. This time, Chris jumped over the bed to put his hand on my stomach. A minute later, even he, ever so slightly felt it too.
Even though the "bumps" were soft, I felt them and truly believed that I was feeling the baby move for the first time (as opposed to gas or my stomach churning away the massive amounts of food I've been eating lately).
Today, I felt the feelings a few times again. Confirmation that there is a life inside me! Too cool!
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