We have a kicker!

While laying in bed last night reading, I looked over at Joel and told him that the baby was really kicking and had been for a while. I've said this to him many times over the last month or so and he just kind of looks at me in awe, wondering if I'm really feeling her kick. About three weeks ago he put his hand on my belly after I told him she was kicking and I just kind of laughed and said there's no way you can feel her yet, and no matter how much he pushed on my belly (which wasn't much because he's scared he'll hurt her) he couldn't feel her. Last night was different.

I looked over at Joel (who didn't want to be bothered while reading some book about war) and said, "I wonder when we'll be able to feel her from the outside kicking". I then leisurely put my hand on my belly to see and sure enough within a few seconds, I felt it on my hand at the same time I felt it in my belly. It REALLY weirded me out. I started crying because I was so freaked out, yet excited at the same time. At this point, Joel really thought I was nuts (I've been very emotional this week for some reason). I made him put his hand there and it didn't take her long to give him a good kick either. As soon as she kicked he pulled his hand away from my belly as if he'd been shocked. I just looked over at him and he had a smirk on his face. He didn't know what to say. I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep at that point, and it didn't help that she was wide awake and kicking like crazy until after 11. It took me forever to fall asleep last night and this morning she is wide awake with me kicking like crazy again. I'm not for sure if I'll ever get used to these kicks, punches, or whatever they are, and even if I am a little weirded out by them I still love them and can't wait for the next!