Our little babe has been moving around so much lately and it’s been the most magical feeling. I remember my doctor telling me on our 18 week check-up that I would soon start to feel ‘the flutters’. Well, a couple weeks went by and I hadn’t felt anything ‘flutter-like’. I quickly began wondering if I was missing them and simply mistaking them for my ‘give me more food’ flutters, as those were happening quite frequently..
However, right before bed on September 24 (yes, I’m crazy and document dates I feel I want to remember), I was certain I had finally felt the anxiously awaited flutter. It kind of felt like that tickle feeling you get in your stomach when you go on a steep roller coaster. I instantly told Russell and when he put his hand on my stomach, he was quickly surprised by a little jab. Both our eyes lit up and it was in that moment that “I’m pregnant” took on its real meaning for me.
I am pregnant. I am pregnant with a baby, OUR little baby, a baby we were so graciously blessed with to grow and to raise.
Now that I am 25 weeks along, our baby’s movements are getting stronger and more pronounced. The once faint butterfly flutter-like feeling can now be described as a tiny human doing somersaults- specifically triggered in the early morning, at night or when I drink something real cold or real warm. I love it though. I love feeling the baby’s presence and growth and I thank God everyday for this new little life he has placed inside me. See you in 15 weeks, our little Sweet babe.