The first kick

The first kick feels like a bubble popping

For a couple of days now I’ve been feeling uncomfortable – bloated, a bit crampy and like my skin’s stretched too tight.

Last night I could not settle. My stomach was upset and I couldn’t find a comfy position in bed. Eventually I sent poor Rod down to the kitchen to put the pack of oats in the microwave – you know the kind you get inside a cuddly toy that you can use as a hot water bottle?

I lay with the pink bunny pressed against my belly and thought “It’s OK wee baby, we’ll feel better soon” and then – pop!

This wasn’t the same type of gurgling that was troubling my stomach, it was right up against the warmth and felt like a big bubble had gently popped against the bunny.

“Rod!” I shook him awake – “I think I just felt the baby move!”

Hot not-cross bunny

“That’s just your stomach, I can hear it rumbling,” he muttered sleepily.

“No! It felt different – it was in a different place!” I started giggling and he propped himself up and smiled at me. “Really?” He put his hand on my belly but couldn’t feel anything.

“Cool babe.” He took my hand and drifted back off to sleep.

I smiled to myself. 19 weeks exactly. It’s going to be punctual, just like its mummy.