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Monday I felt a flutter in my tummy that made me giggle.  Could it be the baby moving?
Tuesday, when I felt the same flutter at around the same time (right when I was relaxing for bed) I felt more sure – it had to be the baby.  Especially when they seemed to respond to my husband’s attempts to find them.

So of course, I had to call my mom.
"It’s too soon, though, isn’t it?  I’m not yet 16 weeks!"  I asked her.
"Well…most women don’t know what to feel for…"
"What was that?!"
"I think the baby just tickled my insides."

It’s a disconcerting feeling – though reassuring at the same time – to have something moving inside your abdomen.  I keep half way expecting an alien to pop out at any moment.  (That movie must’ve traumatized pregnant women everywhere.) And how I can be sure?  I mean, it could be gas – so much of my life is gas at this point.  There’s no ruling that out, especially when I feel a giant, downward, "lub" that feels like my entire stomach is phalumphing over.

I’ll officially hit week 16 tomorrow – and I’m still barfy…well, more like retchy.  I’ve regressed back to how I felt at the very beginning of the pregnancy, just with less minute-to-minute queasiness.  I’ve also found that I can now stop eating six times a day.  I still eat more small meals than I did before, but I no longer get into these eat-or-barf situations every two hours.

Oh yeah – for Thanksgiving I did my hair and showed off my tums.  I’ve got pics of both.
Whoo hoo!
15 weeks

Thanksgiving With the Fam-in-Law Was…

In a word…great!
And in other words….yummy, tasty, fun, warm…puppyful…

This Thanksgiving bit o’ thanks goes out to [info]jrome58. Thanks for making me part of your family. Other than a little Uncle-y weirdness, I’m completely freaked out by how much I like hanging out with your relatives. Can I get one in-law stereotype…please?