The Pea Pod is finally moving all around... i am loving the feeling of the itty bitty baby moving. I just know this is the end of my baby making years, and with that comes those bittersweet moments. There's NOTHING like feeling the baby. It's miraculous, it's incredible, a blessing, and a dream. Blessings come. For us, Four times over. Thank you, oh thank you Heavenly Father.
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I still remember the first time I felt my first child move. I was lying in bed and I thought, "What was that? Oh, I think that was the baby!" I then started to cry... just a little.
That's soooo my favorite part! I'm so excited for you guys (four times over!)
Lucky you! It's fun until they start kicking the crap outta you, huh?
The first time I ever felt my first child "flutter" was when I was at dance club (pre-mormon). It wasn't ironic when years later she became dancer extraordinaire doing ballet, tap, jazz, lyrical, modern, pointe & her favorite: hip-hop. I used to say she loved to dance even before she was born. :)
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