Ok, so Molly wanted me to get on here and write this post so that I could "document the experience" of feeling the baby move for the first time. Last night, as we were watching American Idol, she asked me to come over and put my hand on her stomach. At first I didn't feel anything, but after a few minutes I noticed a slight little flutter. It happened so quickly that I wasn't even sure if I'd really felt something. Then, a few minutes later, baby yet to be named (as Travis calls him/her) gave me a good solid kick. I have to say, it was a pretty incredible experience. Molly has been telling me about the movements, and, of course, I have watched the baby on the sonograms, but to actually feel a living little body inside of her stomach was completely different. It's just one more little sign of a process I can only describe as miraculous. I'm not sure how anyone can go through this and not believe in God. It's all simply too amazing.
Anyway, Molly is doing well. She's had some trouble sleeping off and on, but overall she's been a real trooper--especially with working long hours for both the inauguration and the ongoing impeechment. Through it all, she's done very little complaining, and (with the exception of a few wild hormonal shifts) has had a great attitude. It's a good thing women go through this and not men, we'd probably never be able to handle it. I guess that's all. I'm sure Molly will be posting back again sometime soon.
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