From the moment you saw my pretty little face at that ultrasound, I've been kicking and moving and trying to get your attention up there. But no luck. It's pretty tiring you know. I've tried everything in the book. EVERYTHING.
I know momma you've felt the butterflies or waves whatever you want to call it. But that's not good enough. I want you to actually feel me move. The REAL deal. So I gave up for a bit, and let weeks pass because the gap between me and "the surface" was too big and don't get me wrong, I'm strong but no superman (at least not yet)
Then I remember... like it was yesterday, lying in bed, with daddy by my side and feeling more pressure on "the surface" then I usually do. Then it hit me... "oh my, both momma and papa are touching me... this is my chance!" So I took all I got... and kicked as hard as I could.
"What was that?" Daddy asked...
"That was him... he kicked" Momma replied
Whoo hoooo.... they felt it. Together for the first time. I am sooo happy. Phew... I thought this day would never come. But it happened... week 18
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