Milestone!!!
Someone told me once that the sound Bruce Lee made in his movies when he was in a fight could literally be translated into "I Kick." You know who else kicks?
My son. Yeah, the one in my belly.
This wasn't a "maybe", or an "I think". This was so definite! I was about to get into the shower a little while ago when I placed both of my palms on either side of my stomach. I was rewarded with a sensation that felt like someone flicking my left palm from the inside of me, and we all know, there's only one person in there!
I'm so excited! I felt my baby and he kicked me! You know, I didn't tear up when I saw the ultrasounds, either time, and I didn't do it when I heard his heartbeat for the first time either. Don't get me wrong, I was in awe that there was someone growing in me, and it was like nothing I've ever experienced before, but I'm not a sentimental mushy girl. I don't cry at commercials. My hormones apparently don't work that way. (I've only cried so far because of food, and I wish I wasn't making that up!)
But this? I can't even describe the pure elation that little flick to my palm made me feel. I teared up, I laughed, I felt for an encore, but none were to be had. That's okay though, because I've been waiting for that flick since I found out he was in there last February.
WHEE!!!
My son. Yeah, the one in my belly.
This wasn't a "maybe", or an "I think". This was so definite! I was about to get into the shower a little while ago when I placed both of my palms on either side of my stomach. I was rewarded with a sensation that felt like someone flicking my left palm from the inside of me, and we all know, there's only one person in there!
I'm so excited! I felt my baby and he kicked me! You know, I didn't tear up when I saw the ultrasounds, either time, and I didn't do it when I heard his heartbeat for the first time either. Don't get me wrong, I was in awe that there was someone growing in me, and it was like nothing I've ever experienced before, but I'm not a sentimental mushy girl. I don't cry at commercials. My hormones apparently don't work that way. (I've only cried so far because of food, and I wish I wasn't making that up!)
But this? I can't even describe the pure elation that little flick to my palm made me feel. I teared up, I laughed, I felt for an encore, but none were to be had. That's okay though, because I've been waiting for that flick since I found out he was in there last February.
WHEE!!!
Miss M told you so @ 11:12 PM
6 Comments:
Congrats!
As my friends would say, "get ready for the rumble"!
oh, congratulations!!! I think that's the feeling I miss most... its simply magical!!! YAY for you and baby F....
Congratulations! It's so exciting isn't it?
Damnit! You just made me tear up! LOL. I am so happy for you, it's such an amazing feeling!
I never used to cry at commercials...note the words "used to". Sigh. Since having Asa much has changed ESPECIALLY seeing anything sad, even fictional tv shows that have to do with babies. ugh!
So I guess you were right about your last post! Hehe.
I know many don't feel this way but I really missed being pregnant, even while holding him, how insane is that! LOL.
That's great!! Yay Sawyer for kicking mommy!!! It's the most unbelievable feeling and sensation.
I, like Danea, miss being preggo!!
Awwwww!! :) Those little kicks are so amazing.
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