I'm still not over this.

I don't think many feelings will ever compare to having felt this little baby move for the first time. Every time I feel our little one move I smile so big, and then another kick comes and I smile even bigger. Every time. No matter where I am. No matter what I'm doing.

I love how it seems the baby responds to the dynamic outside world. In the mornings when I lounge in bed, during yoga, when I'm taking a bath-- really if I'm relaxed & comfortable and I think about or talk to the baby with a hand on my stomach, the baby will, almost without fail, start moving around.

A few days ago, I was reading about how the baby now responds to light by turning his/her head away, though his/her eyes are closed, and responds to familiar sounds, like my voice. So I wanted to try it out. And to all you skeptics, just wait till you have your own little baby to carry on about, I feel certain our baby heard me taking and started moving just for me. It was incredible.

I keep thinking how this baby feels like such a miracle inside me. And it's because it truly is. Something this amazing and intricate and delicate was unmistakably designed by God, and He is truly knitting this baby together, day by day, in my womb. I have the privilege of experiencing tiny moments of this miracle as it grows. 

I feel SO blessed that I am healthy and able to carry this baby. 

God is so generous in allowing His creation to experience such beauty of new life.