I am astounded at how much this little guy moves! It’s incredible that a week ago I still wasn’t feeling anything, and now I feel him seemingly all the time!

Last night it was actually hard to get to sleep because he was flipping and flopping and kicking (I presume) so much. I can’t really tell what is what yet, from a punch to a kick to a headbutt. It’s an odd feeling though, that’s for sure. A friend commented months ago that it’s nauseating, and she’s right. It feels like a gurgly, upset stomach. So when he decides to start moving and grooving when I’m trying to eat… it’s um… fun.

I feel more connected to him now, that’s for sure. I think Paul does too, since I tell him what I’m feeling and when the baby kicks. We were laughing about it last night in bed, cuz he was really pummeling me something good. (The books and whatnot say that when mom lays down, the swaying of regular movement stops and the wee one will wake up a bit.)

He’s kicked me directly below my belly button like a dozen times while I’ve been writing this. :)