Its funny how a baby’s kick is so comforting. I won’t forget the first time I felt more than butterflies. It was her first full-on kung-fu kick! I was home alone and it was about 11pm so I couldn’t exactly call anyone to share the news with. I cried with joy, then cried some more when it hit me that I had nobody to share that moment with. But its funny how anytime I felt alone she would suddenly kick me really hard like she was reminding me, “Hello, you’re not alone silly, I’m right here!” It never took long for a cry to turn into a laugh thanks to little Sophia.
Kick Me!
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– August 13, 2009
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I remember the first time my son kicked me when i was pregnant. It was as though he was doing an irish jig inside at times. i made sure i captured every memory of my pregnancy with my diary and now im capturing every memory of his young life through my blog at http://www.katecollings.blogspot.com its such a unique gift for them when they are older to be able to read their parents, family and friends cherished comments as they grow. Loving the blog Samantha xx
I remember when my little girl Maja (now 2) kicked me when I was pregnant. I’m so happy for You. I hope that everything gonna be alright with You and Your little Sophia. Kises from Poland.