Well maybe more like pop pop pop. The other night (17w1d) we got home from dinner and I had a glass of OJ since I am loving oranges right now and am battling a cold with no cold medication. I laid down to read a chapter of The Girl who Kicked the Hornet's Nest and that's when it started. I would describe the movement more like popcorn, not like flutters that some people describe it as. It was so cool! Now I just wait until Luke is able to feel it too! I guess that's not for another couple of months.
Since then I've felt some more - once when I was sitting outside in the sunshine with Bentley...always when I am relaxing and sitting still. I love it!
Awe, I miss those little kicks. Few things can bring greater joy than those loving kicks. Enjoy!
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