I was lying in bed this morning trying to fall back asleep after I had gotten up to go to the bathroom (ah, the joys of pregnancy!), but couldn't. My tummy started getting hungry, and I started to feel "movement." Naturally, I thought it was the baby right away, but then realized I was hungry, and figured it was my tummy instead. So I put my hand right there to feel (I can tell the difference between tummy & baby when I have my hand right between the two). I felt nothing at all. So I rolled back over in another attempt to fall asleep.
Attempt failed again, of course. But I started to feel "movement" again. So I put my hand back on my tummy and waited, at this point, I knew I wasn't falling back asleep. I laid there for a little while and felt my tummy telling me it was time to get up & eat, but I didn't have the energy to get up yet. So I kept laying there waiting to feel our daughter let me know she was still alive in there.
I finally felt a little push upward on my hand, then another, and another. I remembered this feeling, though not quite as early with Danni. Our baby had the hiccups! So not only is she alive in there, but she's also practice breathing (Krista saw one breath at the last ultrasound)! Such a great sign of hope, that will get me though until Thursday when we can hear her heartbeat again.
18 Weeks, 4 Days