Yesterday morning I felt the baby's very first kicks. I felt something in the morning, as me and Justin snuggled and refused to get up, but I didn't want to jinx it by telling him. Then, as I sat in the office reading about baby's development at 21 weeks, I clearly felt 3 kicks right in the centreline of my body, just above my pubic bone!
Last night as we settled down on the couch, the baby got active again and we tried to see if Justin could feel it. He couldn't, but we tried again in bed, as he kept kicking, and Justin could tell each time the baby kicked! It was so amazing to share that with Justin, and to have it happen.
I did wake up at 2am with bad congestion, and it seemed the baby was doing some jui-jitsu on me too, but my irritable state might have exaggerated that. Either way, nothing really this morning. I miss it when it's gone, but find it a little "instrusive" when it happens. So cool. Either way, I'm so darned tired from last night's bad sleep that I can barely muster the excitement I felt yesterday. Can't wait for bed tonight.
Off to Banff with J tomorrow for another of his Eco conference thingies. Not sure what I'll do, I don't think my massage lady does prenatal. Maybe some yoga and shopping for more tights/dresses now that I have my kickass boots to wear with those ensembles.
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