Hallelujah!

It finally happened! Ryan felt the baby kick...for sure this time. We've been sitting here for weeks with Ryan's hand on my belly, as he says stuff like "Was that her? What was that? Was that a kick?" After the doctor's appointment yesterday, Ryan was kind of upset that she was the first one to officially feel the baby kick. He vented to his coworkers, who suggested just having him lay his head on my tummy; more surface area and a bit more sensitive. Well, she was kicking a TON last night, so we tried that. The pressure of a 5 pound head on my belly wasn't pleasant, but the smile that shot across Ryan's face when she nudged his cheek was priceless. He could feel everything at the same time I could, so we're positive he's officially in the "feel baby kick" club. It's just so dang frustrating that she's kicking so low and deep. Usually only I can feel the kicks, since they're directed at my bladder. The doctor says that once she turns and is head down, we'll be able to feel more. I can't wait!!

Definitely had to document this moment!

I love this picture! I've found that almost 100% of women will "ooh" and "ahh" at this picture when they see it, but 100% of men will think it's creepy. Pssh, this is the coolest thing I've ever seen! Hear that, little fishy? Mommy wants you to do this!

(Day 277)