pregtastic

i'm a little behind with the blogging because when i'm not busy working, i'm sleeping. a lot. i thought i had prepared myself for being stupidly tired by going out and drinking until 4:00 in the morning, then having to be to work by 8:00. i was way wrong. that's nothing compared to the exhaustion you feel when using your body to build a human being.

so i swear, swear i felt the baby move for the first time last week. i was driving in my car and i felt what reminded me of an involuntary twitching pulse point in my lower right tummy. it went on for about 2 minutes at first, then stopped for awhile until i got into work at sat down. it started back up again for about another 5 minutes. i know for sure it wasn't gas (unfortunately i've become quite the expert on that lately,) and i know it's something i've never felt before, but the sad thing is that i haven't felt it since.

it was so exciting. i couldn't stop smiling at the thought of our little baby moving around. it made things so real and clear all of a sudden. at that moment, everything else in the world seemed to disappear into insignificant obscurity, and that feeling has stuck with me--like nothing else matters, including myself. strangely, it's the most peaceful feeling i've felt in a long time.