I'll admit I'm incredibly relieved every time I feel Smidgen move. Not in a "oh this is amazing, I am communing with my little angel" sense so much as in a "oh thank God, kiddo, you're still alive in there". I wish my belly had a window or something so I could check on him. If I were an OB, I suspect I'd be strapping on a fetal heart monitor three times a day.
Yes, I am an anxious person by nature, why do you ask?
Yes, I am an anxious person by nature, why do you ask?