My baby has always been very active. She often never sits still. Even the doctor sometimes has a hard time counting her heartbeat because he will find it and then she will move and then find it again and she will move again! I can sit on the couch and watch my whole belly move as she is getting bigger but still thinks she is small enough to flip and roll, I love it!!
I worked the last three days in a row. They were really rough days at work and I didn't get home till 8 p.m. on Tuesday and not till late again last night. I was so exhausted when I got home last night. I came home to dinner cooked and laundry done! I was so excited to sit down and eat dinner and enjoy my shows! Normally after work and dinner, the baby wont sit still. I love to sit and just enjoy her moving. Last night was different. After I ate and sat down I noticed the baby hadn't moved for awhile. So I poked a little and adjusted how I was sitting, and nothing. SO after about an hour or so I started to panic. So I made a phone call to my baby specialist also known as Jami (sorry Jami to interrupt your vacation!) and just asked what she thought. She told me it was probably ok and asked if I was worried. The tears came, more like sobs, and she told me to go drink something and lay down. So after 2 otterpops, a glass of milk, and sips of Mt. Dew (i know, I know, but it was the only drink that contained any sugar), and many many prayers I went to bed. Tip and I just laid there very still. It had been several hours since I felt her and all the fears and possibilities where going through my mind. FINALLY she kicked. I wasn't sure if I really felt it or just wanted to so bad I imagined it. But when she kicked again, Tip felt it and I knew she was ok. Now tears of relief came and prayers of gratitude. I don't think my hands left my belly all night. She kicked crazy this morning, so I know she is ok.
I guess she was just as worn out from my work as I was. I know that I am not the only mother to panic about my baby's lack of kicking. I sometimes worry because of being a nurse that I expose my baby to too much. Though the panicking turned out to be nothing, I realized how much I absolutely love this baby. I know I haven't met her yet, but I love and want her more than anything. I can't imagine my life without the possibility of her coming into it.
I know this is a long drawn out story that you probably didn't want to know. I just thought I'd share my thoughts for my own memory/journal. Thanks to Jami and my Mom for listening to me cry over the phone and giving me advice. Thanks to my sweet husband who held my hand and worried with me and said a prayer to make me feel better. I love you all!!
P.S. I know a few people wanted too see some belly pictures...If I get brave enough to take some I will post them. I haven't taken any, but I will try to be brave!