I think I felt you move the other night.
I was laying on my back, ready for bed, and the world was so still.
Yet there was a rumbling in my lower abdomen.
No this didn’t feel like gas or indigestion.
It felt like teeny tiny fireworks. Or was it moving water bubbles?
The movement I felt is hard to describe.
I put my hand to my lower belly and got a big surprise.
I felt two kicks, really! One after the other, and that was it.
How could I go 19 weeks with feeling nothing and then get to feel kicks from the outside?
I’m not sure, I do question if I felt you before that glorious night.
On our vacation, I once thought that I felt a tickle in my uterus area.
But I questioned that because movement doesn’t feel like a tickle, right?
Then the night before the indescribable movement with two kicks, I thought I felt something, just once, very quick.
On Monday November 17th, at my Grandmother’s house (whose birthday is this little one’s due date), I felt you move.
This time, there was no doubt that it was you.
Your movement felt like a Christmas present. A gift of joy.
I’ve always loved you little one.
Feeling you move made my heart swell.
I’m thankful for the gift of you!
*I was 19 weeks + 3 days on Monday November 17th.