As I watched the opening keynote speech at blogher, I felt a funny feeling in my belly. It wasn’t the magical, twittery butterflies of fetal movement that people described, but more like an alien was inside me, politely trying to find its way out. Or like gas. One or the other.
I held my belly for quite a while, totally fascinated… excited but a little freaked out. I turned to the closest mom next to me. “I think it’s moving!”
“Is it like butterflies?” she asked. That butterfly thing again! And for a second I wondered if there was something wrong with me.
I felt better when I spoke to another mom later that day who was 10 weeks pregnant with her second baby. She asked me, “Do you ever feel like they’re eating you alive from the inside out?”
And I hadn’t felt that, so I felt better.