It all started last Monday. Jeremy and I were waiting for the cable guy to finish hooking up our cable. We've always had cable, but in an effort to save money and better our package, we were changing to a different cable provider. The cable guy was downstairs fiddling around with wires and stuff, so Jeremy and I were hanging out upstairs, I was reading and Jeremy was messing around with Molly.
All of the sudden, there it was. There was no mistaking it, I had just been dealt a swift kick, a blow to my internal organs. I quickly called Jeremy over and he placed his hand on top of my stomach, patiently hoping she would move again. His waiting paid off and sure enough, he was treated to feeling his little girl make another swift kick. We both just grinned and of course there was a comment made about how she was just practicing her soccer moves.
It was, by far, one of the most amazing moments of my life. There was no mistaking it. She's there, she's moving, and come October, we'll get to meet this amazing little person. Since Monday, she has made moving around a regular part of my day. She was especially active in church on Sunday, which made it a little hard for me to focus. This is truly a time in our life that I hope we always remember.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
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So exciting! Feeling the baby move was my absolute favorite part of pregnancy, even toward the end where it got uncomfortable. Congratulations :)
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