May 26
I’m feeling the baby kick. Since the 20th of May. It is a wee bit early to be able to feel the baby, but I read something that said new mums often dismiss the first kicks and so on as gas. Experienced mums recognise the feelings. So I’ve been paying careful attention to my abdomen, and I can definitely pick the sensation. It’s SUCH a lovely feeling. He squirms around too, which feels remarkable like my guts moving sideways. I roll over in bed, and then he rolls over a moment or two later. But the little kicks (or possible punches) are my favourite. It makes me grin all over my face every time I feel one. And if I’m alone my hands go straight under my waistband (like Al Bundy on the couch) to see if I can feel any more.

The nausea is virtually gone now. I have a little pot belly. Not baby. Just baby-fluid. Apparently I now have 10% more blood than usual.