Not kidding. I never write posts during the day because I'm at work, but this called for a 10-minute break from being brilliant. I think it moved.
Hi, by the way. I've gone back to sucking at being a blogger. It's been more than a week since I posted. I blame the conference in Houston that I had to go to. No time to do the things I needed to do, nevermind the things I wanted to do. But I'm back. And a very special occasion has spurned me to write again. That occasion being...
I think it moved.
It's really somewhat frustrating to not know for sure. My doctor told me that it would feel like flutters or bubbles in my stomach, and I definitely just felt some bubble-ish movement in there. I've been bouncing her, trying to get her to do it again, but I suppose she doesn't feel like it. Of course, I could be completely wrong, and the bubble-ish movements were, in fact, bubbles. I've also been singing to her, trying to prompt some movement. Of course, this is all in private, because I really, really can't sing. I figured she would at least kick me in an effort to make me stop. But alas, that hasn't worked yet.
On another note, we find out in a week from tomorrow if she is indeed a she, or if it is a he. Longest. countdown. ever.