It is too late to call NY and DH is probably asleep so I will share here.
I was planning a big post about the stress I’ve been under here and whether or not I should post such things knowing DH reads the blog and how DH and I hide nothing from each other but that I feel a duty as a military spouse to put on a bright and sunny face for him, blah, blah, blah… which I will no doubt post later.
AND THEN THE BABY KICKED.
Not a little popcorn popper kick but a knock your socks off, future soccer player kick.
I thought, “Maybe I can see it?”
Sure enough, she kicked again and I saw my stomach move! My baby kicked so hard I saw it!!!
All stress vanished.