I’m sure of it now. I’ve been feeling Sweet Pea move around for several days. More and more often now. In the mornings, after I’ve hit snooze and I’m very still and quiet, I sometimes feel the flutters. Or if I’ve been very active and then sit down.
How can I describe this kind of magic?
Like the tiny bubbles in ginger ale,
or fish that nibble at you in a lake
or sweet, sweet butterflies.
There really is a little baby inside me.
I’m really a mother.