So the other day I was lying on my back while Josh read the scriptures aloud, pressing down on my belly with my fingers. I was in the middle of absently pushing on my tummy to see what reaction the baby would have, when suddenly I found out.
My fingers went flying off. What a kick! A little someone did not like me intruding into his personal space! I was so startled that tears came to my eyes.
A few moments later, Josh was able to feel the baby move for the first time. But I think Jr. only elbowed his daddy, because it wasn't nearly as strong as the kick I had experienced moments before.
This little person growing inside of me does unexpected things all the time, completely independent of whatever my own body is doing. Yesterday I felt him kicking me in body parts I didn't even know I had! My poor spleen!