As I sit here writing this, there is a party going on in my belly. For anyone who has never gone through this the feeling is hard to describe. It kind of reminds me of being tucked really tightly in a bed, where you can barely move. Or someone poking at you, but from on the inside. Being pregnant is one of those miracles in life that I'm so grateful I have experiences. There are parts of it that are hell, but it is truly amazing too. I know the memory of the action in my belly will fade but I hope this blog post refreshes it a little as the years go by.