From the very beginning…
An so it begins…
I wasn’t entirely sure before, but now I am. Ian is definitely kicking me. Granted, it isn’t the type that leaves footprint impressions on my stomach, but I can feel him. Jesse is starting to feel them a little. Ian got him harder than normal the other night and Jesse was all fascinated. I’m hoping his kicks will get stronger by Thanksgiving, but I have a feeling it won’t be until Christmas when I’ll really be able to have other people feel them.
He kicked me in the face- I had my cheek against jackie’s belly when he kicked.
I’m not sure how to feel about that. I’m hoping he outgrows that before too long.
I remember when I felt Jackie kick for the first time – what an amazing feeling it was. And now my grandson is letting my daughter experience that same feeling. :-)
Aunt Kay and I have been enjoying reading your blog. I think it is exciting that you are beginning to feel the baby kick. Sure glad you haven’t been ill. Aunt Kay couldn’t get over how you have blossomed around the middle since October. Love to all of you. Grandma and Aunt Kay
Aunt Kay wanted to make a correction. It should have been GREAT AUNT KAY.
Karen said seeing it in print and saying Great Aunt, it makes her feel older than being called grandma.
I WANT TO FEEL MY NEPHEW KICK!!!