I was sleeping really well last night. The house was quiet. Wilson was in his corner on the floor. Jamie was sound asleep after a late hockey game. The only noise was the hum of the ceiling fan until... I yelled "OWE!!!!!" at 3:15 in the morning. Don't worry, no one woke up. I think I may have felt my first kick! Like a big karate kick! There's no other explanation for what I felt. I was minding my own business, sleeping on my side, when things inside my belly made a drastic shift and a big kick was felt on my inside. It hurt! My little chiquita banana was kicking me! I guess she is getting big now. I tend to think of her still as a plum sized baby but I have to remind myself that she's long and strong now at 10.5 inches and 12 ounces!!
What's funny is that I had been thinking earlier in the day about my sister-in-law and when she felt her baby kick the first time. My brother said they were driving in the car and all of a sudden she yelled "whoa!" which scared my brother because he thought they were in danger of being hit by another car or something. Anyway, I have felt flutters for the last few weeks and wondered if feeling her kick would feel much stronger. I couldn't understand my sister-in-law yelling "whoa!" in comparison to the flutters I have felt so far. The flutters I have experienced were certainly nothing to yell about. Now, I get it!