As I write this, I’m watching my stomach move. Without a doubt, it is one of the strangest things I’ve ever experienced.
Several days ago, when Little Girl Poon moved, I thought I caught something out of the corner of my eye, but I told myself I was imagining it. Now, I am definitely not. I told Jason when it happened earlier, and he came downstairs and got to see it.
It’s a milestone, for sure. It’s a touching moment to be able not only to feel, but to see, my daughter’s movements. And yet, it’s also SUPER-BIZARRE. Also, isn’t this early to be able to see movement? I’m only 23 weeks.
At any rate, this will soon become more entertaining to my close friends than I could ever hope to be.
And man, this girl is ROWDY!