It feels weird to write this stuff to myself since I've already told everyone and the kitchen sink. Eighteen weeks now. It's exciting. I still love going online and looking up weekly progress on the baby, just to see what it's pestering me about now. It's starting to "kick"--if that's what you'd call it. I don't like the term "butterfly movements," it doesn't suit what I feel. I would call a gas bubble a butterfly movement, or food poisoning a "butterfly movement." This is more like, "poked with a stick." Of course, my doctor doesn't like this description for who knows what reason.

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