Flutterby

18 Weeks and sporting a new top from Grandma Bisha.

18 weeks and the baby is moving! Or is it gas? Maybe...no, that was definitely baby! There is no other way I can think to describe the very first movements as anything other than a flutter. It feels like a butterfly taking off from its chrysalis for the first time, a brief burst of flutter and then a delightful feeling of assurance that there is life inside of me. Smidgey seemed to really enjoy rock climbing in Rumney, NH and started moving more and more throughout the weekend. I have only felt the baby move on the outside twice, but have put in a request for the baby to work on that so Daddy also has a chance to be part of the fun.

Daddy recorded 11 stories and the ABC song for Smidgey to listen to on the BellyBuds over the weekend. It was the most precious and sweet act he has done so far. After 20 minutes he declared that he was done being dad for the day. I told him I felt the same way sometimes and asked if he would hold the baby for a little while :-). So many special moments. Hard to imagine life getting better than it was, but it looks like we are on our way.