That's what I've been feeling the past week or so. Yes, I can finally feel our little peanut. No kicks yet, but it's a slight tap and a flutter usually after I eat.
At 19 weeks, I'm told the baby (from crown to rump) is about the size of a large heirloom tomato and my uterus is the size of ...get this...A CANTALOUPE!!! I, by the way, feel like a whale.
Jon and I are literally counting the days until Monday...when we find out the baby's sex (if the little rascal cooperates, that is). He even took the day off so we could go to lunch afterward. Very fun day indeed.
And, I ordered my dream diaper bag yesterday. I've wanted it since we got married. I can't wait 'til it arrives.
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Ohhhh, what brand of diaper bag? I love mine! My sister got it for me at a little baby boutique.
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