I know, I know. I haven't posted in a long time. But though there are occasionally some thrilling moments, much of pregnancy is extremely boring... waiting, waiting, a little worrying, more waiting.
Well, this week marked one of the most exciting moments so far, up there with hearing baby's heartbeat and seeing baby on the ultrasound. This week I felt the baby moving (also known, ominously, as "The QUICKENING") for the first time, so much and so regularly that I KNOW it was baby. At first I doubted because it didn't feel the way other people described it -- like holding a butterfly in your hand or like popcorn popping. For me it has felt like a slight muscle twitch, like those occasional "eye spasms" you get. What finally convinced me was the regularity; I usually feel it most strongly about a half-hour after a meal for about 15 minutes (or after an OJ in the morning; baby goes crazy for OJ!). And each day it becomes more predictable and stronger. It's really reassuring after months of feeling baby only in the abstract.
Next big milestone: we find out the sex on October 6. I can't wait.
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