Feeling my baby move around and flail his little limbs is the most comforting, beautiful thing. Because of our adventures trying to have a baby, I feel a little bit like I've been pregnant for two years with nothing to show for it. Oh, but let me tell you, actually feeling our baby make his presence known makes this so real. We are actually going to have three people in our family by summer...crazy.
I tried to imagine what "quickening" would feel like while lying awake at night pretending those gas bubbles were Jr., but my imagination failed on this one. It feels more wonderful than I dreamed. Pregnancy is such a miracle.
The day that Austin gets to feel our little guy punch will be pretty special too, but for now I am REVELING in today; when my belly is still small enough that I can sleep on my tummy, but little pokes and flutters in my womb reassure me that our baby is doing just fine.
We had our 20 week ultrasound today! Skippadeedooda, Austin got to come this time!
The guy who took the pictures was really great; he taught us all about what we were looking at. Baby Fife has four chambers in his heart, two hemispheres in his brain, and impressive flexibility. He was folded in half with his feet up by his face!
The craziest thing was watching him move on the screen while feeling him move at the same time.
In other good news, my subchorionic hemorrhage has disappeared! Yay!
Once upon a time I was really jealous of short girls. They are so cute and little, they can wear heels on blind dates, sudden movements are less likely to send furniture toppling over, and finding sweaters with arms long enough to snuggle over their hands is no problem. But, now I'm 20 weeks pregnant and I am singing praises to the gap between my little baby bump and my ribs. May that glorious space forgive me for ever wishing I was short.