So I’m at 20 weeks today. It’s only been a week since the amniocentesis. The bruise isn’t even gone yet but I am not scared anymore. We still haven’t gotten the results yet but I’m not worried about it. I’m just waiting for them to come back as good as I feel.

I was such a mess when was that? The beginning of this month to last week? I think a lot of my fears started going away after the ultrasound at the appointment. And after resting up for 2 days after the amniocentesis, with Alan feeling the baby moving, and knitting her baby blanket the fears just melted away.

Then yesterday I thought I was kicked. Yes I’m feeling kicked. You heard me! I think the baby is kicking me! I don’t think it’s gas. And I wouldn’t describe it as fluttery feelings like I’ve heard some women feel. To me it feels like I’m being kicked. Well that sounds so bad. I mean little baby kicks which are not painful at all. But they are quite definite and clear and I think it’s the baby. And I don’t need to put my hand to my belly to feel them. I just feel them. It’s so awesome. How strange to be happy about being kicked.