I just felt the baby move.
A couple little pops in my tummy.
I am sitting here with a stupid smile on my face. I want to say “hi baby” in that sugary voice reserved for puppies, babies and all things tiny and precious.
More pops and bumps and a little flutter.
This is the most I have felt him or her move.
I don’t want to move out of this position because I don't want it to stop. It’s kind of like watching for falling stars. You don’t want to look away and miss one.
I don’t want to get up and get distracted by work and life and lose this connection with the little being that I can only really feel when I am sitting calmly and relaxing.
Note: At posting date, I am in my 27th week of pregnancy. This is a journal entry from week 19.