Or any of the aforementioned described sensations.
But I am fairly confident that this morning we had movement. No tickling, no fluttering, no freakin' butterflies or goldfish - which, for the record still gives me the heeby-jeebies to think of.
Nope.
It was more like a series of light taps. From the inside.
Like a little knock-knock, whose there sort of thing.
And then in more babieness -- we went to the local hospitals open house today. Got a bag full of free stuff that we just sorta looked at and went, what on earth do we do with this stuff?
Did get registered for a $1,000 Babies R Us shopping spree (cross your fingers)
And got signed up for birthing classes AND toured their maternity ward.
Lots o' baby today.
The idea of birthing classes still freaks me out a little bit. Not to mention, it will be 2 hours a week for 6 weeks -- um -- how many different birth videos can they show us? And how many breathing techniques can there be?
And most importantly, how badly do they want to freak me out?
Answer over six weeks seems to be a lot.
Yay.
The whole day was really -- well, parental.
And Joe and I just kept looking at each other and thinking "what on earth have we gotten ourselves into?"
Stay tuned for more details.
Now Watching: College football.
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