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Kick, Baby, Kick

Dear Baby Gil,

I do appreciate that you are giving your mommy peace and quiet and resting like a good baby. However, I've been VERY anxiously awating those little kicks of yours for several weeks now. I've felt a couple of bubbles and one good movement that seemed like you were rolling over in there. But guess what?

That's it.

And I'm still not positive any of it was actually you. So, I worked really, really hard to get you in there and I'd LOVE the reassurance of feeling you move around. Of course hearing your heartbeat every night is great, but let's get a little more motivated in there! I can't wait to complain about how much you hurt my ribs or stomp on my bladder. Come on, little one, kick me as hard as you can every now and then just to remind me that you're in there!!!

Love,
Mom

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  1. Do you know if you have a anterior placenta? That can affect when you feel the movement. If it's in the front it can delay it. I am sure you will feel your LO very soon!!!

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  2. You're right there on the edge!!...when I was 19 weeks I was still unsure if I was really feeling the baby or if it was just in my head. Then POOF as soon as I was a day over 20 weeks her kicks started getting stronger and stronger and now they are unmistakable at 21 weeks, 6 days. You're gonna have these wonderful sensations any minute now!!!! :)

    (Emily does have a point...I know that my placenta is on the back which does make feeling movement easier. I have a friend (in real life) who's placenta is on the front and it took a little longer for her to feel daily movement, but by the time she was 25 weeks she felt them all the time.)

    Hang in there!!! Kick baby KICK!!!!!!!

    xoxo

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  3. It took me forever to feel my son. I know how scary it can be just waiting to feel them and then when you finally do waiting to feel it again. Hopefully that baby will start picking up on the strength soon.

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  4. It'll happen!!! I find the best times are after I shower and after I eat. It's the best when I lay on my back. (I act like I'm some expert when I've really only felt one good, solid kick! But I do feel movement often...) I look forward to feeling it all the time though...hang in there!! =)

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  5. Awwww!:) I hope baby gil starts kicking the you know what out of you haha I can't wait to feel that someday! How did you come up with that nickname, baby gil?

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  6. I know exactly how you feel. I felt like it took me FOREVER to feel my little guy. Now I can count on feeling him at certain times of the day, and it's amazing. I feel him ALL THE TIME.

    It will come, I promise!!!

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  7. Amber,
    Feel free to forward that letter to Gil's friend Baby J. They need some motivation too. Thanks! :)

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