So, I finally felt the flutter. I felt it Saturday night but I wasn't sure if that was what it was or not. I just felt it again, and I'm sure. It felt...weird. Almost as if the way I was sitting, I was smooshing the kid, and it wanted me to move up off of him! or her. If I could have heard it, you know that sound your big wheel made? Or that sound the wheel makes on the Price is Right? Or, a card in bicycle spokes? I think that's what it would have sounded like. But slower.
So now, I'm more on top of the hormone thing. I find that the worst thing you can do, though, is call me before 9 am. Now, I don't have the patience for court shows anymore. The ignorance is appaling. I am trying to not flip out as much as I want to. I just find myself saying things sometimes and being very short tempered. I don't have it totally conquered but I'm doing better.
I'm still not ready, though.
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