Kicks.

Over the past week Ryder has decided to let me know that he is always here. Hiccups, kicking and rolling all over the place. I'm loving it about 99% of the time. The other 1% is when I'm almost asleep and he starts kicking. Or when I have to pee and he rolls around right on top of my bladder... not the most fun.

I always thought that when I got pregnant I would be one of those girls who just got freaked out by the fact that there is a little person growing inside of me. And the first couple months were strange, but after he started moving... everything changed. I am amazed by what my body can do. That it can change enough to grow a human being. And that there is this connection that I will never have with anyone else. Something deep and loving. I know that I will do anything for this little boy. I don't care what it is. God has given girls the ultimate gift and I don't think that we realize it. I feel bad for guys. They don't get this. They get the feeling of being a father or a dad... but being a mother is so much more complex. Again, it's just amazing.