Well, actually they used to be flutters-now they are full-on kicks at mommy's belly. I had been trying to distinguish between other funny stomach feelings and baby moving. But, ever the fairly calm person-I would not convince myself that every little feeling in the gut was baby.
But, over thanksgiving break I gave in and had Mitch patiently lie on our bed with his hand on my belly waiting for baby to move. Of course, our now famously stubborn child would not cooperate the first few nights. Not surprising. After all this is a kid that refuses to be found by the heartbeat monitor, stays still during sonograms when he/she needs to move, or won't move when they need a different angle. Again, baby is just like mommy. So, the other night while quietly laying in bed, Sweet Pea, became very active...while Daddy was in the shower. Figures:)
When Mitch came to bed, I told him that baby had been moving-but stopped as soon as he came in the room. So, daddy gave baby it's first scolding. He told baby to stop making mommy out to be a liar and let daddy feel all the kicks I have been feeling. With a little persuasion and sweet words, baby started kicking daddy's hands. And harder then usual too. I guess baby does not like being "called out."
Since their little heart to heart baby seems to know when daddy's hand is on mommy's belly and will start to tap to say "hello." Baby seems to like daddy's voice too, because if Mitch says something close enough to my tummy, baby will start pounding away. It was an exciting Thanksgiving break and I am so thankful that baby and Daddy are bonding. Disgustingly cheesy, I know.
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