Driving to the hardware store last night to pick up a part to repair our dripping kitchen faucet, I felt several little *bump bump bump*s in my lower abdomen. I put my fingers there and tapped back - bump bump bump - and then rested my hand over the spot. Seconds later *bump bump bump* came the reply. I giggled, and did it again. She did too. Five or six times we went back and forth that way, me and my daughter, playing together, saying hello. I'm teary-eyed just typing this - I want to remember that moment forever, it was one of the neatest things I've ever experienced.
I've been feeling her flutters for weeks, and maybe a dozen times I've felt her kicks from the outside, with my hand on my belly. Jimi's gotten maybe one bump, but there will be plenty to come, I'm certain.
We spent our evening last night, after the sink was repaired, checking out our options for free "A BABY IS COMING!" classes. And researching Hypnobabies - (anyone have a home-study course they want to lend to or sell me?) - and prenatal yoga classes. I practiced the positions taught in my Active Birth book - and slept well last night and woke this morning without hip pain. Coincidence? I hope not.
Things are getting real up in here. I have a baby belly that can't be denied, and I love it tremendously. I've gained 10 pounds and that puts me right on track where I should be. I feel great. I'm happier than I've ever been. Life is Beautiful.