"Thats not fair"

"That's not fair" was Chris's response tonight when I told him I could feel our baby move. I failed to attempt to show him how it felt as I poked his stomach over and over trying to mimic what I was feeling. It was about 8 weeks ago when I started feeling a slight tug every once in a while. Almost as though the baby got to the end of his/her rope and couldn't go any further. I often tried to mimic this for Chris by tugging on his belly button. Not sure I was ever sucessful in my attempts.

It wasn't to long after that when I started feeling small flutters or spasms, I had to stop everything and focus to really absord and enjoy the moment. It was just Tuesday of this week that I felt the baby kick or run into me, not quite sure what he/she is doing but I love feeling it. Tonight it felt like little kicks over and over in the same spot. A little harder than a spasm or anything I had felt before. Chris hopes this is a sign that our baby is a soccer player. I told him I hope he/she doesn't continue to kick hard or I will snuggle up to him at night and hope he/she kicks hard enough to wake him up. Well ...... as close as I can with a large belly sticking out.

I am really excited and extremely anxious for chris to also share the joy of feeling our baby kick and move. I never thought I could need, miss, or love someone so much until I met Chris and got married and now knowing we shared in creating such a miracle makes me honor and cherish him even more. We are really excited for the opportunity to be pregnant and become parents. We can't wait to meet our little one; boy or girl.

Movement

This has been quite an eventful week. Who knew just thinking about something and searching the internet could be so tiring. I also never thought I would be out of breath just having a conversation with someone. Welcome to pregnancy. 4 1/2 months and I am just starting to get use to it.

So .... from the beginning Chris and I thought it would be tons of fun to have a little boy. A little Toph as we would say. I immediately started planning a little boy nursery, orange and greens, monkeys, little boy things. Then one day Chris looked at me and said, "I think we might be having a girl." Neither of us said much about that subject and just kept talking and planning as though we are having a boy until last weekend. I was up early last Saturday just thinking about all the changes that have taken place in the last couple of years and how blessed we are to be pregnant. This thought process of course lead to the nursery; the colors, furniture, decor, layout, and over all feel of the space (since interior design and decorating is what I do and love) and I got this over whelming feeling that we are going to have a girl.

I started choosing colors and a whole new decor, it went from green and orange and monkeys to dark purple, light yellow, and butterflies. We even went and picked up paint chips while we were at home depot Saturday night. I started getting excited to buy furniture and get the nursery set-up. So most of my thoughts this week have been focused on searching and shopping for baby stuff. Craigslist here I come.