First Kick

No, not the first one I've felt, obviously. Last night, I was lying in bed while Shawn was brushing teeth, etc. The baby was kicking so hard, I was sure I could see a body part protruding if I looked. I called Shawn over, since I was afraid if I sat up, it would stop. He grudgingly put his hand on my belly, and surprise! He could feel the baby kick! How cool. Of course, it took me an additional 45 minutes to go to sleep, because apparently we had woken the dragon. There was some kind of party. Somersaults, kicks, hits, stretching. Every movement you could imagine, all going on until after 11 pm. I fear my childhood sins are coming back to haunt me. You see, I never slept the night through until I was three. Not only did I not sleep through the night, but I was a night owl, up partying. I'm REALLY hoping this baby will take its sleeping cues from Daddy.