Centre of attention

I've just emerged from an exhausting but really enjoyable long weekend.

I now know I already LOOK pregnant. I somehow didn't quite realise that until I was asked before boarding the plane if I had filled in an indemnity form. I was like huh? and the airline's ground staff was like you are pregnant, right? Oh. Surprise! I thought only people who knew I was pregnant would notice my little tummy. Looks like you're making yourself seen, Baby!

Throughout the weekend, Baby received loads of attention from the many rellies who have only just seen me in my pregnant glory. Every aunt and uncle came up to congratulate me, to pray for the baby, and to ask how I was doing. There was such an outpouring of love and excitement for this new life within me. I was quite overwhelmed. The FIL even took it upon himself to he ferry me home quickly after each wedding proceeding, to ensure that I got adequate rest.

We brought the scans to show the family, and everyone had a go at seeing how Baby has grown since he/she was first scanned as a 0.23cm bub.

And oh, I think I felt Baby move on Saturday night! I was lying in bed with hands on my tummy, and I felt a gurgly movement in my abdomen. I was thrilled and said aloud Baby, is that you? And once again I felt a similar move! I laid there with a smile on my face and a warmth of gratefulness in my heart. Then I thanked God that Baby is doing well, and that he/she is coming into a family who is already loves him/her so much.