Enjoy the Little Things

Was that the Baby?

It is about 10 o'clock. I am laying on my side in bed reading. Jay cuddled up right beside me watching something on ESPN about basketball. I get up out of my bed for the millionth time just to use to bath room.

I grabbed my little baby bump, "What was that?" I asked. "What is wrong babe?" Jay asked. I replied "It feels like I've got a muscle spasm in the stomach." Jay walked over to me and touched where I was holding. He looked at me with his big blue eyes. "Kicking, the baby is kicking!" he said with excitement.

I placed my hand on the area where he had to feel the baby kicking, nothing. "He is done" I told him.

I got up and used the rest room. I layed down on my side of the bed. Then Jay layed down beside me, and put his hand on my belly. The baby kicked two times. I removed his hand and layed mine there.

"Nothing, this baby is so stubborn" I said disappointedly. Then 5 minutes later suddenly a little thud on my hand. "oh my god, Jay he kicked. He kicked my hand!"