Wings of Wild Birds

This week I have started feeling tiny kicks. It's one of my favorite parts of being pregnant. One that is hard to remember when you aren't, hard to describe to someone who isn't.

Right after Jake was born, when we were still in the hospital, I suddenly got very sad that I wouldn't feel him tossing and turning in my stomach anymore. He was right beside me in the bed, but suddenly he was for everyone. Again, hard to explain.