So I think it's fair to say that as of New Year's Eve, I feel her move!
I don't feel it the way I thought it would be, but there is a fairly consisten feeling in my belly. The best one is when it feels like my eye is twitching, but it's inside my abdomen. Is that what you feel too?
There's another feeling, it's almost painful, kind of like an internal tickle. I'm writing that one down as movement too.
This is a precarious place. Because on Sunday, we'll be 24 weeks. Now, what is the significance of 24 weeks? I know all y'all know, but incase you don't, 24 weeks is that magic viability week. It doesn't mean happy endings for all, but it means there's at least a chance of a happy ending. Now, I really want this baby girl to stick around my uterus (or the chateau as my DH calls it) for another 16 weeks and 3 days, just so that she'll be super-duper ready for the world, but since there are no guarantees in life, I'll just accept that we're getting close to the place where there's a chance that she'll make it.
So we have baby movement and 24 weeks. You're looking at a very happy woman over here.
Not to mention that it's supposed to be 75 degrees today and while all the snow looks like fun in the rest of the country, I'm very happy to take my warm weather and enjoy the final college bowl game at the Rosebowl this evening after band practice.
Was that bragging? I didn't mean to. I just pay so much for my mortage that anytime I can remember why So. cal is so pickin' expensive and it's worth it, I try to focus on that. And there will be another post shortly about the cost of day care...so ...there.
So far, so good, and Glory to God for it all.