Kicking Up a Storm

I felt the baby move for the first time this afternoon! Baby T and I were on our way to Florida for a quick weekend visit with Grandma and Grandpa Sutton when, all of a sudden, I felt a tiny little flutter in my belly. We were actually on the plane, waiting to take off at the time that it happened. It was subtle, almost like a bubble popping, but it was clearly the first of many baby movements to come. I am still smiling as I think about what an amazing feeling it was and how I now feel connected to this little one in a whole new (very real!) way.