It's a little earlier than it was last time, but last night, I felt the first little baby kicks through my belly. I'm surprised, because I'm certainly heavier than I was when I was pregnant with Nathan. And man, my body doesn't look remotely the same. But still... there they were: thumps, knocks, pokes. Magic.
I still feel really well. And fortunately, the fatigue is starting to subside. I can't tell if I'm more tired, giving into the fatigue more, or simply worn out because life with a two year old who doesn't sleep is exhausting. At any rate, I am sleepy... like, all the time.
Mostly, things are just peachy.