Feeling the baby kick ...

Last night was quite the experience for Julie and me. We had decided to go to Right Wing Tavern in Woodstock to eat dinner last night ... Julie was really craving some fried dill pickles. While at dinner, it was determined that we needed some chocolate-walnut brownies for dessert. When we got home, I started the baking and Julie decided to take a shower and get into bed to watch a little television. By seven o'clock, Julie was out like a light and the brownies were cooling. I couldn't bear to wake her ... she looked so cute sleeping and I knew she was tired.

About 10:30p.m., after I finished some computer work and got ready to go to bed, I woke her up so she could brush her teeth. When we got back into bed, I noticed after a couple of minutes that she wasn't breathing in her (now a light snore) kind of way. I turned over to see she was lying very still and very much awake. "What are doing?" I asked. She told me that she thought she felt the baby kick. Hesitantly, I reached out to see if I could feel it too. I watched her face and about the same time we smiled. We both felt a little movement ... a little kick. We know it was the baby, because we felt it at the same time! I can't describe how happy that made me feel. I know there will be a lot of kicks and bumps in the coming months. Last night, however, I came as close to feeling this precious little baby as I will be able to until he's born and it was pretty special. I'm sure I slept with a big grin all night long.